His decline in the prior months came as a surprise to us. This past summer, Uncle Jerry had decided to move from the family house into a retirement community. He seemed to be looking forward to the move and the chance to have some more company. With the help of some relatives, especially my mom, he made his way through all the belongings in the house. My mom spent two weeks helping him sort, clean and pack. He drove himself to his new place on July 20. A few short days later, he was a different person.
He quickly declined over the next
months. His conversations started to
make less and less sense. He lost the
ability to take care of himself. He went
to several doctors and specialists and no one could really say why he was
experiencing such a rapid decline. We
knew he had Parkinson’s but this seemed to be more than that.
Finally a doctor told my parents
that he seemed to be experiencing a case of rapid on-set dementia. The doctor
was able to tell him that what he had lost, mentally and physically, would not
be regained. As hard as this was to
hear, they finally had an answer. Uncle
Jerry spent his final days in hospice care.
Now, he is forever at peace.
My dad and mom were faithful in
caring for him until the end. They
visited him daily. My mom would just sit
with him and write or read for hours while my Dad was at work. He still recognized her and my dad, and their
voices. Even when he couldn’t open his
eyes, he knew they were there. They
spent his last days with him, only leaving to sleep or to get something to eat.
My sister recalled him a one of
the sweetest people you could know. We
can’t remember him ever saying one mean word or doing one unthoughtful
thing. He was the caregiver for both his
parents (my grandparents) and always put others first.
Due to some family travel, his
memorial was not until December14. This
was a huge blessing for us. When I
looked at getting tickets, I realized they were not expensive so we all took a
quick trip to Illinois. We left Friday
morning and returned Sunday night.
Uncle Jerry had always wanted to
have a big family reunion with my aunt, uncle, three cousins and families, my
parents, siblings and families. We were
not able to do this while he was with us, but we were able to all gather to
celebrate his life. The last time I was
all my cousins was 7 years ago, at my grandmother’s funeral. They all got to meet Kalina and we got to
meet 4 new children of my cousins. Jadon
and Kalina enjoyed meeting all their “new cousins” (Jadon did not remember
seeing them so long ago). It was a sad
occasion but a joyous gathering.
My family, especially my sister,
helped plan and arrange a beautiful visitation on Friday evening and service on
Saturday morning. Some extended family
members came and some of Uncle Jerry’s friends.
It snowed Friday night. It made everything seem more beautiful before
the service on Saturday morning.
I have fond memories of Uncle
Jerry from my childhood. I love the
memories of him holding Kalina and doing look and find books with her and my
Dad. He liked to talk to Jadon and was
always interested in what he was doing.
I think he would love that he is in band. We didn’t see him much the past few years but
we will miss him.
Before we left, we saw Andy’s
parents for lunch on Sunday.
It was a quick trip but so worth
the effort.
Uncle Jerry, Grandma, and Jadon in 2005. |
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Uncle Jerry meeting Kalina for the first time in 2008. I love the smiles. |
Uncle Jerry, Jadon and Kalina in 2012. |
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Uncle Jerry celebrating his 66th birthday in October 2013. |
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