Jennie (Dalager) Grove: Obituaries of Julius and Jennie

Pope County Herald

Glenwood, Minnesota, May 20, 1937

J. O. Grove, one of Pope county’s most prominent citizens, passed away at his home at nine o’clock Sunday evening May 15th, after an illness of over a year, caused by a stroke. Mr. Grove had not been in good health for several years, but was active in his business up to a year ago, when he suffered a stroke from which he never recovered, and had been confined to his bed since that time.

Funeral services were held Thursday, May 20th, at his home at 2 o’clock and at the Glenwood Lutheran Church at two-thirty p. m. Internment was in the Barsness cemetery. Active pallbearers were Nels Austvold, Wm. Dalager, Henry Ness. J. O. Haugen, Melvin Billehus and A. K. Gandrud. Honorary pallbearers were Ed Kaldahl, Theo. Ogdahl, Carl Ronning, A. P. Branae, O. P. Brendal and Knut Knutson.

Although one of what might be termed the second generation of pioneers, the life of J. O. Grove was closely woven with the developments of Pope County. He saw the country developed from the pioneer days to the present stage of development. Julius was 65 years old.

Jennie Dalager Grove lived 16 years after Julius passed away. Jennie passed away October 14, 1953 at the age of 81 and a half years.

Glenwood Herald

Oct 18, 1953

In her active years Jennie took a prominent part in the community life of Glenwood. She was a faithful member of the Lutheran Ladies Aid, the Women’s Missionary Society and a former member of the Art Circle and Literary Club. Beside raising her own family she took into her home orphaned children and made it possible for them to complete their schooling. In her great desire to help others she gave gladly to causes that would lift humanity to a nobler plane. Her life resembled a great river, deep and mighty, flowing on and on yet with little or no sound.

A sister, Mrs. Julia Knutson, wrote the following words in her me memory.

She was to me like some great cliff,

That lift’s its awe inspiring form

Swells from the deep and midway leaves the storm;

While round its head the rearing clouds are spread

Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

Hannah (Dalager) and Peter Johnson: Hightlights and Milestones of their lives

The following poem, author unknown, was written in honor of my Aunt Hannah and her husband Peter’s Golden Wedding Anniversary in 1956. I received it from Hannah’s younger sister Lavilla (Dalager) Peterson.  Hannah was my father Karl’s older sister.

We honor this day two people we love
Whose marriage was blessed by God above
They have lived together for fifty years
Sharing their blessings, their smiles, their tears.

Let us turn back the clocks of time
And follow their life through words of rhyme
Peter met Hannah in Minnesota
Before they moved to North Dakota

They lived near Glenwood on a beautiful lake
A place created for cupids sake
There they molded their future fate
It was in that setting Peter chose his mate

Hannah’s mind would often wonder
To a high school boy who lived out yonder
As she sat in the class of geometry,
She named the triangles P. O. C.

They courted then with buggy and horse
Who instinctively knew the familiar course
From Terrace to Barsness he would go
The way back home he seemed to know

From Luther College in Iowa
Peter sent messages every day
To Hannah in German by US mail
Which confused the postman along the trail

To a teachers college in her own home state
Hannah prepared for a teachers fate
She got a job in a country school
And forty five pupils she tried to rule

After two years she and Peter were wed
They lived on her salary and saved they said
While Hannah awaited the stork to arrive
She painted pictures with a fevered drive

She wished for a daughter with talent in art
So her new born son really gave her a start
How Peter longed to be a physician
Between them then they made that decision

He studied medicine the next four years
Then the twins came along to add to their cares
When the schooling was over in Illinois
He returned to his twins and his little son

In Minneapolis he served as interne
But his little boys health became his concern
In 1915 they moved to Dakota
To escape the climate in Minnesota

Hannah held church school in her home
All were welcome who wished to come
She directed programmed Christmas plays
Performed civic duties in various ways

The flu epidemic during the first world war
Took the doctor to homes both near and far
He drove a team and forded a creek
Was relayed by drivers to visit the sick

In winter by sled he drove through the snow
When he’d return his wife didn’t know
In four weeks time he was home one night
Sick from exhaustion a common plight

A boy from Norway came to stay
And drove for the doctor night and day
Often the lunch they packed in their sled
Turned to frozen feed instead

Hannah had a intuition
When to expect the tired physician
About half an hour before he was due
She made the coffee and hot lunch too

To Yellow Stone Park in 1919
The family went in their touring machine
They explored the haunts of deer and bear
And thrilled to the geysers there

In nineteen 21 November night
The stork stopped by on his evening flight
A baby girl he left behind
She proved to be the considerate kind

The children remember the summer vacations
They borrowed money for education’s
From St. Olaf College all received degrees
Both of the boys have become MD’s

Maxine was married in 1938
To an engineer whom she met by fate
In Phoenix they live with daughter & son
Where the folks go to have their winter fun

Maxwell is living in Illinois
He has 2 girls as well as a boy
In 1940 he brought home a bride
And practiced medicine by his fathers side

Two years later Bud went to war
To serve his country in the Army Corps
Burdened again by overwork
His father didn’t ever his duty shirk

Philip is married and lived on the coast
And has two children about whom we boast
Karen nineteen a sophomore at college
Philip thirteen in the ninth grade in knowledge

Judy married a fine boy from home
No need after that for her to roam
They have 2 boys one age 2
Most any day another is due

Now that their children are grown and married
The Johnson’s interests are many and varied
The Memorial Hospital long over due
Is a dream of Peter’s new dream come true

They have their farming and oil interest too
Hannah has time for her painting to do
The Doctor has practiced for 42 years
He can travel now without qualms or fears

We hope that Peter and his wife
Will write the story of their life
His artist wife could illustrate
The scenes from life that he’d relate

May God continue these two to bless
With love, with health and happiness
We wish them joy as they go their way
May their life be as golden as this wedding day

Peter and Hanna were married Sept 8, 1906