On 18 May 1947, Mary Louise married Roman Braun in Clinton, IA; they were both age 30. Born 15 November 1916 in Lastrup, MN; Roman was the third of four children born to Michael J. & Cecelia (Heinen) Braun.
CHILDREN:
-o- Christine Louise (1948-____)
-o- Michael Metcalf (1950-____)
A homemaker & mother of two, Louise also worked as a secretary (after high school she had taken some college classes) for The National Parks Service in San Francisco, CA. She died of old age on 25 March 2007 in Southern Pines, NC at age 90.
When she passed, the children scattered her ashes in the same lake as they had with their father, seven years earlier.
Christine shared a personal story of her mother's ceremony: "It was early – about 7:30 – on a beautiful clear, crisp morning. My husband drove us to the end of the little land dam on one end of Shadow Lake. Michael and I walked out with the ashes, said a prayer, then strewed them in the water. Then we went walking back to where Bob was waiting by the car. As we got near him, he gestured to us to look back where we had come from. There was a beautiful white mist rising from the water where we had thrown the ashes. There's probably a scientific explanation for this, but none of the three of us felt a need for one."
On 18 May 1947, Mary Louise married Roman Braun in Clinton, IA; they were both age 30. Born 15 November 1916 in Lastrup, MN; Roman was the third of four children born to Michael J. & Cecelia (Heinen) Braun.
CHILDREN:
-o- Christine Louise (1948-____)
-o- Michael Metcalf (1950-____)
A homemaker & mother of two, Louise also worked as a secretary (after high school she had taken some college classes) for The National Parks Service in San Francisco, CA. She died of old age on 25 March 2007 in Southern Pines, NC at age 90.
When she passed, the children scattered her ashes in the same lake as they had with their father, seven years earlier.
Christine shared a personal story of her mother's ceremony: "It was early – about 7:30 – on a beautiful clear, crisp morning. My husband drove us to the end of the little land dam on one end of Shadow Lake. Michael and I walked out with the ashes, said a prayer, then strewed them in the water. Then we went walking back to where Bob was waiting by the car. As we got near him, he gestured to us to look back where we had come from. There was a beautiful white mist rising from the water where we had thrown the ashes. There's probably a scientific explanation for this, but none of the three of us felt a need for one."
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