Joanne: My Journey (Part 1 of 7)

My husband Gary died at the age of 57 on ­­­­­­­March 27, 2011.  He was a beloved husband, father of 4 (plus spouses), grandfather to 3 (at the time).  Gary had had lung cancer for 18 months.  The morning he passed away my daughters and granddaughter were there and we could tell it was almost time.  We’d been listening to music, and sometime between the songs “Wonderful, Merciful Savior” and “Word of God Speak” he breathed his last and entered the arms of Jesus.

We held his hands and told him we loved him.

It was completely peaceful.  Fittingly, the song that came on right after he passed was a gospel song titled Singing Heaven’s Song.

Gary loved life.  He owned his own concrete business and he was a hard worker.  One of his big longings he had said to the doctor was, “All I want to do is see my grandkids grow up and pour concrete.”  He just wanted to live his life!

Gary loved playing basketball at West Side Christian School on Saturday mornings with a group of guys, and one of the other guys even accidentally ended up with a black eye one time.  They were both competitive!  Gary also loved to golf.

He also loved helping other people and he would literally give people the shirt off his back.  I remember one time that he bought someone a car for $300, and he never got paid back for that, and it wasn’t an issue for him because he just wanted to help out.   For years, he served as a mentor to students at Covell School.  He was a popular mentor and every kid in the class knew who he was there for, but he also greeted all the kids and was a friend to them all.  He was such an encouragement to staff members, asking them about their lives and praying for them and their families.

Early on in our marriage he helped at Gold Avenue chapel, a small church on the west side of Grand Rapids.  He used to drive a school bus, picking up kids for Sunday school and then worship there in the mornings.  He had such a heart for the kids and people there. He had such heart for service to other people and service to our church and community.

He loved his grandkids – at the time he died he had three of them.  He just enjoyed being with them.  I remember him getting a teeny golf club for our 4-year old (at the time) granddaughter and trying to teach her how to swing that!

I wrote on his Carepage these words: “I will be honest to say this is heartbreaking to lose our beloved husband, father, and grandfather – we are grieving, crying deep sobs at times, knowing that our lives are less without him here on earth – that just doesn’t even put it into words. And not just us, but also you who grieve a beloved son, brother, uncle, nephew, cousin, friend, and all that he is to so many who adored him and respected him and were honored and blessed to have known him in some way.

Part 1 of 7.  See below for more of Joanne's story.


What about you?  How did your grief journey begin, and what treasured memories of your loved one do you hold onto?


5 Reasons to Consider a Graveside Ceremony

Something that we encourage families to consider is whether a graveside ceremony or service could be included in the memorial planning.  Families who’ve included this element have found value in it, and here’s some of the reasons why:

1.  Taking the Final Step – Going to the cemetery as a family isn't necessarily about words spoken or the amount of time spent there; it is about taking this final step and accompanying a loved one to their final earthly resting place. Additionally, this place that is often visited in the future is framed with this memory of a meaningful experience there.

2. Community Acknowledgment – When our community recognizes and has to yield for a funeral procession, or even when they pass by a cemetery and see a crowd gathered there, it causes them to stop for a moment and acknowledge the loss of life.  Supporting those who’ve experienced a loss begins by acknowledging a loss, and a graveside service is a poignant and meaningful step in that process.

3. Military Honors – Honors can be conducted at the funeral home or church, but there is something uniquely meaningful about conducting graveside military honors. The flag-draped casket rests in natural surroundings, and the flag is folded and presented with family and friends closely gathered round at a graveside ceremony.  

4. A Final Message to Send – We offer families an opportunity to write a final message on the casket. We provide markers for children to trace their hand, draw a picture, or leave a short note, and families who’ve experienced this have commented that these acts of closure are simultaneously a step forward in the healing process.  

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5. Witness an Interment – Watching a casket being lowered into the ground is important to some families, and it is a somber yet solemn experience that can be profoundly meaningful.  

There certainly may be circumstances that warrant a delayed or unattended burial.  However, we do encourage each family to also consider the benefits of accompanying their loved one to their place of final rest because we’ve heard the positive benefits of doing so from those who’ve included this as part of their loved one’s memorial.  

One More Shovel

 

“Only wood handles.  Never composite.  You need the right tools to get the job done right.”

Picking the right kind of shovel wasn't the only lesson that Everhardt "Ev" Katerberg’s children and grandchildren remembered learning from their hardworking dad and grandpa who started Katerberg Lawn Sprinkling in 1957.  When Ev’s boys were growing up, each of them learned how to use a shovel, digging ditches by hand for the company.  But it wasn't just about digging -- they also learned other valuable lessons in their time with their dad.

The foundation for a joy-filled life comes from faith in the Lord.

There’s nothing more important in the world than your family.

Support, love, and serve others.

Take pride in honest, hard work.  

His family honored this legacy at his funeral service at West Leonard Christian Reformed Church.  But it was the graveside service at Rosedale Memorial Park, with snow on the ground and a chill in the air, where his family honored Ev one final time

After the burial vault was lowered into the ground, the Katerberg family, starting with the "ditch-digging" sons, each grabbed hold of a shovel and one last time did what came so naturally to them:  they started digging.

Each person, in turn, grabbed a shovel and gently poured dirt into the grave of their father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.

They even brought small shovels for the youngest children.

Dirt, memories, and tears mingled together in this sacred space as they worked; a most fitting and appropriate tribute to honor the life of the man who taught them so much from holding a shovel.