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Lorraine F. Rostorfer
November 5, 1926 ~ March 11, 2020 (age 93) 93 Years Old Light a Candle
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on March 14, 2020 6:48 AM
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March 14, 2020 6:43 AM
“ Lorraine Rostorfer”
Hello all: I saw in the paper that Lorraine Rostorfer passed away. I’d like to write a tribute to her because she was such a neat lady. I was lucky to know her most of my life. Hope you enjoy.
When I started junior high at Blume 7 I was a very nerdy kid. Our lunches were in the basement of the church. As kids do the popular ones sat together, the jocks, the hoods, and us misfits. It was here I met a sweet young girl named Jill Rostorfer.
We hit it off right from the start. We both liked one TV show in particular called “The Wild Wild West”. We would talk about it all the time. She had such a great laugh but also one mean kick if you made her mad. But when we moved to Blume the next year we never seen each other anymore.
A few years later I started to work at Pantry Pride as a carryout boy. Friday nights always had many regular customers shopping for the next weeks supplies. One Friday night shortly after I started the Rostorfer’s came in to do their shopping.
It was so awesome to see and talk to Jill again while I bagged their groceries. She introduced me to her parents George and Lorraine. George would rarely come or at least I don’t remember him as much as the girls. It got to be I looked forward to seeing them every Friday night and made a point to be their carryout boy.
Jill and I would talk about our school days and Lorraine would talk to me about her farm life. She would talk about canning, chickens, dogs, ect. She would also talk about helping with the family business. But no matter you could tell she was quite proud of her life as a country lady and a mother and wife.
But as time wore on Lorraine was having a hard time seeing the price tags or couldn’t see well enough to find something in the store. Jill and I was there to help her. But her eyesight continued to get worse. She had told me what was going on with her eyes but today I sadly forget.
As more time wore on it got to be that Jill would come into the store arm in arm with her mother. Lorraine started to wear sunglasses about this point too. Jill took great care of her during her transition to blindness.
To make matters worse Jill had some major throat issues that would eventually take her voice and she had to have a tube put in her throat and she could only talk with the tube. It was truly heartbreaking to me as a young man to see two friends going through so much in such a short time.
I talked with my boss Dick Donovan about letting me follow them through the store to help them with anything they needed. He agreed and it became a routine for us every Friday. These two awesome ladies didn’t let their troubles stop them from living life as best they could.
I just loved to get Lorraine laughing because she had such a great laugh, and Jill since she couldn’t laugh out loud she would throw her head back or bow forward and hold her belly smiling the whole time. I admired the both of them and to this day still think they were some of the strongest willed ladies I had ever met.
After I left Pantry Pride in 1994 I lost contact with both. I never knew what was wrong with Jill because I was always afraid to ask. But whatever it was would end up taking her life on May 12th 2001 at the young age of 41 years.
In 2003 I bought my home out near St. Johns. That following Christmas I decided I wanted to make up some fruit baskets and go meet my new neighbors. When I stopped in at the farmhouse just down the road I was met at the door by George. I didn’t recognize him right away since I didn’t know him near as well. But he invited me in to meet his wife and sit down and meet them
Imagine my surprise when I saw Lorraine sitting there. When I told her who I was she teared up and I gave her a hug. I must have sat down there with George and Lorraine for nearly two hours that night catching up. It was wonderful to hear her laughing again after so many years had passed.
After meeting them again I started to go down on occasion just to talk or check up on them. I had so many good talks with them. George would tell me history about this area of Auglaize County since he was born here. Lorraine would go about the kitchen blind like she could see, and talk with me while she did dishes or cooking ect.
One night in early 2013 Lorraine called me frantic that George had fallen in the kitchen and she couldn’t get him up. My roommate and I rushed down and picked him up and sat him in a chair. His elbow had a nasty gash and was bleeding pretty bad. We kept telling him we should call the squad but he wanted no part of it.
We stayed with the both of them until the bleeding stopped. He insisted he was ok and sent us on our way while thanking us for being there to help. It was also the last time I ever saw either of them. George died on August 10th 2012 at the ripe old age of 90.
I’m not sure how much time passed after George died but Lorraine ended up going to the manor. I never got to see her again either. It’s one of those things you regret in life for putting off. But I never forgot her and for several years I sent her flowers around Christmas.
Since she was blind and couldn’t see them I always insisted the flowers be the most fragrant the shop had to offer. Even though I never saw her again at least she knew she was in my thoughts around Christmas. Lorraine was one amazing woman and I was so lucky to have had her in my life all those years. My heart and thoughts go out to the family during this hard time in their lives. She may be gone from this Earth but I will always carry our friendship in my heart. Until next time…
Hello all: I saw in the paper that Lorraine Rostorfer passed away. I’d like to write a tribute to her because she was such a neat lady. I was lucky to know her most of my life. Hope you enjoy.
When I started junior high at Blume 7 I was a very nerdy kid. Our lunches were in the basement of the church. As kids do the popular ones sat together, the jocks, the hoods, and us misfits. It was here I met a sweet young girl named Jill Rostorfer.
We hit it off right from the start. We both liked one TV show in particular called “The Wild Wild West”. We would talk about it all the time. She had such a great laugh but also one mean kick if you made her mad. But when we moved to Blume the next year we never seen each other anymore.
A few years later I started to work at Pantry Pride as a carryout boy. Friday nights always had many regular customers shopping for the next weeks supplies. One Friday night shortly after I started the Rostorfer’s came in to do their shopping.
It was so awesome to see and talk to Jill again while I bagged their groceries. She introduced me to her parents George and Lorraine. George would rarely come or at least I don’t remember him as much as the girls. It got to be I looked forward to seeing them every Friday night and made a point to be their carryout boy.
Jill and I would talk about our school days and Lorraine would talk to me about her farm life. She would talk about canning, chickens, dogs, ect. She would also talk about helping with the family business. But no matter you could tell she was quite proud of her life as a country lady and a mother and wife.
But as time wore on Lorraine was having a hard time seeing the price tags or couldn’t see well enough to find something in the store. Jill and I was there to help her. But her eyesight continued to get worse. She had told me what was going on with her eyes but today I sadly forget.
As more time wore on it got to be that Jill would come into the store arm in arm with her mother. Lorraine started to wear sunglasses about this point too. Jill took great care of her during her transition to blindness.
To make matters worse Jill had some major throat issues that would eventually take her voice and she had to have a tube put in her throat and she could only talk with the tube. It was truly heartbreaking to me as a young man to see two friends going through so much in such a short time.
I talked with my boss Dick Donovan about letting me follow them through the store to help them with anything they needed. He agreed and it became a routine for us every Friday. These two awesome ladies didn’t let their troubles stop them from living life as best they could.
I just loved to get Lorraine laughing because she had such a great laugh, and Jill since she couldn’t laugh out loud she would throw her head back or bow forward and hold her belly smiling the whole time. I admired the both of them and to this day still think they were some of the strongest willed ladies I had ever met.
After I left Pantry Pride in 1994 I lost contact with both. I never knew what was wrong with Jill because I was always afraid to ask. But whatever it was would end up taking her life on May 12th 2001 at the young age of 41 years.
In 2003 I bought my home out near St. Johns. That following Christmas I decided I wanted to make up some fruit baskets and go meet my new neighbors. When I stopped in at the farmhouse just down the road I was met at the door by George. I didn’t recognize him right away since I didn’t know him near as well. But he invited me in to meet his wife and sit down and meet them
Imagine my surprise when I saw Lorraine sitting there. When I told her who I was she teared up and I gave her a hug. I must have sat down there with George and Lorraine for nearly two hours that night catching up. It was wonderful to hear her laughing again after so many years had passed.
After meeting them again I started to go down on occasion just to talk or check up on them. I had so many good talks with them. George would tell me history about this area of Auglaize County since he was born here. Lorraine would go about the kitchen blind like she could see, and talk with me while she did dishes or cooking ect.
One night in early 2013 Lorraine called me frantic that George had fallen in the kitchen and she couldn’t get him up. My roommate and I rushed down and picked him up and sat him in a chair. His elbow had a nasty gash and was bleeding pretty bad. We kept telling him we should call the squad but he wanted no part of it.
We stayed with the both of them until the bleeding stopped. He insisted he was ok and sent us on our way while thanking us for being there to help. It was also the last time I ever saw either of them. George died on August 10th 2012 at the ripe old age of 90.
I’m not sure how much time passed after George died but Lorraine ended up going to the manor. I never got to see her again either. It’s one of those things you regret in life for putting off. But I never forgot her and for several years I sent her flowers around Christmas.
Since she was blind and couldn’t see them I always insisted the flowers be the most fragrant the shop had to offer. Even though I never saw her again at least she knew she was in my thoughts around Christmas. Lorraine was one amazing woman and I was so lucky to have had her in my life all those years. My heart and thoughts go out to the family during this hard time in their lives. She may be gone from this Earth but I will always carry our friendship in my heart. Until next time…
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