Funeral services were held Tuesday, May 4, for Myrtle May Moore who died suddenly Saturday, May 1, while working in her yard. She was born May 8, 1879.She is survived by one daughter, Gladys Loesch, three sons, Russell, Ralph and Merton, eleven grandchildren and fourteen great grandchildren.
Rev. Marvin Alley officiated at the services held in the Baptist Church in Protection.
The Mennonite quartet sang "Beyond the Sunset" and "Whispering Hope," with Marjorie Holler at the piano.
Pallbearers were Warren Lee Moore, Jimmy Moore, Jack Loesch, Gene Loesch, Gary Moore, Glen Moore. Honorary pallbearers were Gary Jarnagin, Cleon Parkin, Walter Lamkin, Leo Dickson, Albert Holler, Joy Hendrix, Clarence Nichols and Glen Hosier.
Interment was in Protection Cemetery, Protection, Kansas.
OBITUARY
Myrtle Hart Moore, born May 8, 1879 at Newtonia, Missouri, the daughter of Albert and Elizabeth Hart, passed away May 1, 1965, at her home in Protection, Kansas at the age of 85 years, 11 months, and 21 days.
She grew to womanhood in Kingman County, Kansas. On March 30, 1902 she was married to Allen F. Moore at Cleveland, Kansas.
She has lived in this community since July of 1913. Mrs. Moore was a member of the First Baptist Church of Protection, having transferred her membership from the Waterloo Kansas Church. She was baptized in an old mill pond at Waterloo, Kansas when just a young girl.
Mrs. Moore was preceded in death by two brothers, by her husband, Allen Franklin Moore on November 24, 1951, and by her eldest son, Paul Franklin Moore, on November 24, 1964.
Her daughter, Gladys Loesch, and three sons: Russell, Ralph and Merton survive her passing.
She leaves behind eleven grandchildren (two having preceded her in death) and fourteen great grandchildren, all of whom she loved very much.
Mrs. Moore was doing the thing she loved to do - working in her garden and yard - when her Lord called her to her heavenly home.
She will be missed greatly by all her family, friends and acquaintances.
We dedicate this poem (found among her personal effects) to the memory of Mrs. Moore.
GREAT GRANDMA Great grandma worked the whole day long, from early morn till night. To keep the old house spic and span, the home fires burning bright. She did the most amazing things with just her own two hands, And never shirked ot put us off, whatever our demands. On baking day she dragged a stool across the kitchen floor, And put the dough, all set to rise, close to the oven door. She kneaded it in puffy loaves and baked them crusty brown. Folks said great grandma's bread was best of any in the town. She filled long rows of Mason jars with vegetables and fruit Canned peaches, cherries, peas, and bean, with jams and jells to boot. Sometimes her stove was cranky, but she always seemed to know Just how much wood or coal to use and how the wind would blow. For pies and cakes, for soups and stews, for making cottage cheese. For ginger bread, for pickled beets, she had her recipes. She kept a cookie jar inside the pantry on a shelf And always told whoever came, "Go on - just help yourself." Great grandma had a special knack for cleaning up a room, Oh, how the dust and dirt would fly when grandma used her broom! At night she sewed up carpet rags, then settled down to knit And all her mittens, wristbands, and sox turned out a perfect fit. One evening grandma said to me, "There's nothing like romance." Bright stars were shinning in her eyes as she patched grandpa's pants. Now everywhere are factories that work the whole year thru To do the very self same work that grandma used to do. -L. Cady Hodge
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