Var Rosenbaum Obituary

Var Rosenbaum

1925 ~ 2010

Var Rosenbaum, age 84, passed away unexpectedly May 16, 2010 in Payson, Utah.

He was born November 24, 1925 in Delta, Utah to Benjamin and Mary Alice Manning Rosenbaum.

He was a beloved patriarch and example to his family. He was a respected LDS church and community member who served in various positions including Bishop, Stake Financial Clerk and Stake Extraction Director. He served in the California Mission. He also served in the US Navy during World War II.

He was president of the Lion's Club, a member of the Utah County Banking Association, and president of the Payson Chamber of Commerce. His career was in the banking profession.

He is survived by his spouse, Afton Leifson Rosenbaum and five children, Glen Var (Adele); Rand (Norah); Kent (Joanne); Colette (Barry) Ewell; Renee (Brian) Hill; 20 grandchildren; and 15 great grandchildren; siblings Faye Bradford; Neal (Martha) Rosenbaum; and Ray (Rose) Rosenbaum.

Funeral Services will be 11 a.m. Thursday, May 20, 2010 at the Payson Park Ward chapel, 110 S. 300 W., Payson, Utah. Viewing 6-8 p.m. Wednesday at the church and Thursday one hour prior to services. Interment and military honors at the Spanish Fork cemetery. In lieu of flowers, you may contribute to the Perpetual Education Fund. Services in the care of Premier Funeral Services.

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Kindergarten Graduation

Abby, Eric and Melissa's oldest daughter, graduated from kindergarten at the end of May. All the kindergarten classes put together a song and dance performance for friends and family. Her parents are very proud of her.






Here Abby is shown performing one of the songs at her graduation. She is the tall girl in the middle wearing a green shirt. She did a great job.

Motherhood: Roses and Thorns

Every once in a while, I feel like laughing,
Every once in a while, I feel like playing,
When I see her smiling face.

Every once in a while, I feel like crying.
Every once in a while, I feel like giving up,
But as I sit behind a shut door, little fingers wriggle neath the door.

Nock. Nock. "Momma." Momma."

I quickly wipe the tears away and remember I can be her mother because Heavenly Father entrusted me with his precious child.

Being alive and having the privilege to serve as a mother is a wonderful gift. My sister-in-law shared this special message and hope it brings loving joy on this very special Mother's Day.


Lots of Love,

Shauna

American Stroke Association

Hello family, Abby is participating in a fund raiser to benefit the American Heart/American Stroke Association. I have included a link for you to visit if you would like to make a donation and help her reach her goal of $50. If you see that her goal has been met, you may still donate. I think it would be exciting for her to see how much she can make. Of course we understand if you are not able to donate, so please do not feel obligated.

http://honor.americanheart.org/site/TR/JumpforHeart/JRFH-WSA?px=2159273&pg=personal&fr_id=1287

Abby Thanks you :)

Easter BBQ

On Saturday, all of the Arizona gang got together at Glen Var and Adele's home and had an Easter egg hunt for the little kids. We were privileged to have Gianna and Eric's whole family visiting from Utah. We ended the morning activities with a great BBQ.

Daniel and Tiffany's son

David

Grace

Kayla

Nathan helping Kayla and Aubree jump on the trampoline. It was so fun watching the second cousins interact with one another. Kayla and Aubree followed one another everywhere. Elizabeth and Grace also did a wonderful job playing with the younger children.

Elizabeth

Levi holding Victoria

Besides eggs, Aubree also enjoyed picking up oranges that had fallen on the ground. I guess they could pass for large eggs.

Kayla was also interested in the oranges.

Giana

Adele playing a round of water balloon catch.

Jack Hill Born March 30, 2010

It is a wonderful day for us! Derek and Kelli’s son was born this morning. His name is Jack Derek Hill. He was 6 lbs 15 ounces, 20 inches. He has curly black hair. They are thrilled! Mom and baby are well. All is well, and we are the proud grandparents of our first grandson!

Love Renee

Just Stay

Grandpa Rosenbaum sent this out awhile ago, but liked it so much I decided to post it.

A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.
"Your son is here," she said to the old man.

She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.

Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and
encouragement.

The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed.All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the
Marine move away and rest awhile.

He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients.

Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.

Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited.

Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her.

"Who was that man?" he asked.

The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered.

"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my
life."

"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"

"I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn't here.When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed. I came here tonight to find a Mr. William Grey. His Son was Killed in Iraq today, and I was sent to inform him. What was this Gentleman's Name?"

The Nurse with Tears in Her Eyes Answered, "Mr. William Grey............."

The next time someone needs you ... just be there. Stay.
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WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A
TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.
WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.