WEARIN, Edward Otha

WEARIN, COOK, RAE

Posted By: Marlene Skalberg (email)
Date: 3/26/2016 at 10:21:12

Edward Otha Wearin
The body of Edward Wearin arrived Wednesday morning in Hastings from Huntington, Indiana, and that afternoon in the church funeral services were held, conducted by Rev. Smith, the pastor. Burial was in the Wearin lot of the Hastings cemetery.
The following obituary was read by Rev. Smith:
Edward Otha Wearin was born near Hastings, lowa, on September 6, 1868, and died at his home at Huntington, Huntington, Indiana, on Friday, February 24, 1922. He was the son of Andrew and Eunice Wearin and the last member of one of the earliest pioneer families. 53 years ago when he was born into the pioneer home such conveniences and comforts as we now consider necessary were not even thought of in this section. He knew the hardships and joys of the pioneer boy.
The father and mother and three sisters and two brothers have all preceded him in death. His father, Andrew Wearin, died January 23, 1915.
Mrs. Wearin, the mother, September 3, 1889; Martha Jannette July 1, 1910; M. Logan, March 4, 1867; Cora Agnes March 29, 1894; Bertha Eudora Parker, May 3, 1900, and James Hartley Wearin February 6, 1916. Thus in the span of a few years death changes the channels of life and what was once a strong and vigorous family are all gone. Little James Wearin is the only surviving member and heir of the Andrew Wearin homestead.
Edward Wearin was married to Mrs. Delia Rae in 1914 at Omaha, Neb. For a short time they lived in Omaha and then for about two years they resided in Emerson, la., moving from there to Huntington, Ind., where they continued to live at the time of his death. The wife is at this time very sick and unable to accompany the body here and attend this service.
It is needless for me to say anything about the deceased. I recall meeting him but a very few times but you who are here knew him well for years. Some one has said, "Life is what you make it." I am reminded of the picture that was found hanging upon the walls of an old temple; a king was busy forging from his crown a chain, while near - by was seen a slave making of his chain a crown; and underneath was written these words: "Life is what you make it, no matter of what it is made.
Malvern Leader, March 6, 1922, page 1