James Herbert Kanzelmeyer (1926-2019)

GENETIC PARENTS

Father: Harry Herbert Kanzelmeyer (1893-1975)
Mother: Lutitia Margret Crichton Allison (1894-1957)

GENETIC CHILDREN

Son: Bruce Richard Kanzelmeyer (1950- )
Daughter: Cynthia Jean Kanzelmeyer (1951- )
Daughter: Joyce Evelyn Kanzelmeyer (1953- )
Daughter: Marcia Lynn Kanzelmeyer (1957- )
Son: James Crichton Kanzelmeyer (1958- )
Son: Glen Edward Kanzelmeyer (1960- )
Son: Scott William Kanzelmeyer (1961- )
Daughter: Heather Jo Kanzelmeyer (1966- )
Son: Timothy Jon Kanzelmeyer (1968- )

OTHER RELATIONS

Step-Sister: Margret (Peggy) Allison (Morgans) (19??-19??)
Step-Brother: Willys J. (Bill) Allison (19??-19??)
Wife: Evelyn Violet Severance (1928-2019)

BASIC DATA

Names: James Herbert Kanzelmeyer
Birth Date: 1926-08-09
Birth Location: Manila, Philippine Islands
Marriage Date: 1949-11-04
Marriage Location: Portland, Oregon, USA
Death Date: 2019-06-07
Death Location: Toledo, OH
Burial Place: Cremated - Final location TBD

CONTACT

Mail: Son Scott W. Kanzelmeyer, 1011 E 45th Way Long Beach, CA 90807
E-Mail: Son Scott W. Kanzelmeyer webmaster@harrier.org
HTTP: http://www.kanzelmeyer.com/swk/

HISTORY

NOTES

Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well.
-- Henry Scott Holland

Last updated Tuesday, July 02, 2019 by Web Genealogist Scott W. Kanzelmeyer

Scott W. Kanzelmeyer (webmaster@harrier.org) / Tuesday, July 02, 2019