|Honored by:||Steven Jordening|
|Brick location:||Bench and PAVER:4 map|
Married a man she liked and respected, and they were best friends and lovers for life.
Mother of two.
She did yoga and was in book clubs long before farm wives did such things. Marcella did double entry bookkeeping without any training and knew EXACTLY how many cattle were on hand and how big the operating loan was. All the time.
She worked in the fields and canned half the basement full of colorful quart jars of pickles, peaches, tomatoes, meats, sauerkraut, beans, apple butter,…you name it.
She never met a risk she wouldn’t take with her husband, nor a stranger she couldn’t talk to on a cattle buying trip. She could be pretty tough when things required toughness. And she could be riotously funny…in a dry way, but you had to pay attention or you would miss some wonderfully good stuff. Even in the late years, when I would take friends along to visit, they would wipe away tears of laughter and shake their heads in wonder at her sharp wit and subtle observations.
She knew how to be both frugal and generous.
Nobody made better apple pie or sour cream chocolate cake than Marcella. Only a few worked any harder or had a brighter smile. She raised two kids and lost one. She knew hardship but it didn’t bow her. Married a man she really, really liked, was his partner until he died, and they actually had fun together for as long as he lasted!
Really a pretty remarkable woman. It wasn’t always peaches and cream, but I was lucky to be her son. SJ
AHEAD OF HER TIME
A VERY BRIGHT WOMAN
A GREAT WIFE AND FRIEND
A WICKED DRY WIT
AND A STUPEFYING SIXTH SENSE