Beverly Edelblute – 1924 – 1990 – 66 years old

I will never forget the day my mother died. My dad called that afternoon with the news. I remember needing to be alone and went to the back yard to lie down on a rise in the grass. After about twenty minutes, my five year old daughter came out and asked me what was wrong. I was more in shock than in grief and I told her my mother had died. She had been in almost full remission from a very debilitating treatment for breast cancer, but died from complications resulting from the chemotherapy.

She was a very popular lady in the community and just about everyone that knew her thought she we amazing. Every time a friend or family member talks about her they mention how much they loved her.

My memories are more varied. In addition to the vibrant personality, I saw many years of unhappiness, anger and depression, though I never doubted her love for us all.

Her most recent accomplishment had been traveling throughout the state of Wisconsin performing The Belle of Amherst, a one woman play about the writings of Emily Dickenson. One of my biggest regrets is that she never saw my daughter perform Clara in the Nutcracker or my son as the Pharoah in Joseph’s Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat during their middle school and high school years. She would have loved every second.

Below is the program for her memorial servcie.