Olive Mae (Homersham) Pike (1884-1952)

HOMESHAM, PIKE, ANDERSON, FICK, OLHAUSEN, GIBBS

Posted By: jane austin (email)
Date: 12/27/2016 at 16:08:02

OLIVE PIKE

Olive Mae Homersham was born February 18, 1884, at Lancaster, Wisc. She passed away at the home of her daughter, Mrs. Richard Anderson, May 30, 1952, at the age of 68 years, 3 months, and 12 days, after a lingering illness.

She was one of nine children born to Mr. and Mrs. Fred Homersham. She spent most of her girlhood at Flandreau, S. D., and on October 12, 1912, was united in marriage to Harold Pike of Holland, Minn., where they lived until 1917, then moving to Huron, S. D., living there until coming to Hartley in 1936 where she resided until her passing.

The deceased was a kind and loving wife and mother. She will be sadly missed by her family and those so near and dear to her. Mrs. Pike united with the Methodist Church in her early life.

She leaves to mourn her passing, her widower, Harold Pike; five children, Pearl (Mrs. Walter Wright) of Sioux Falls, S. D., Clifford Pike of Milford, Iowa, Lorene (Mrs. Dale Fick) of Whittier, Calif., Reva (Mrs. Irvin Olhausen) and LaVonne (Mrs. Richard Anderson of Hartley, Io­wa; also five grandchildren: Marcheta Olhausen, Harold and Marsha Pike, Dalene Fick, and Konnie Anderson; two brothers and two sisters: Gene Homersham of Pipestone, Minn., Mrs. Orie Gibbs of Barnum, Wise, Walter Homersham. and Mrs. Earl Anderson of Omaha, Nebr.

She was preceded in death by her parents, three brothers and one sister.

Services were held Monday at the Olhausen home at 1:30 and at the Methodist Church at 2 p. m. with Rev. R. A. Roloff officiating. Mrs. Rolla Allred at the piano played the following numbers: "Nearer My God to Thee", "Some Day the Silver Cord Will Break" and "In the Garden". Pallbearers were Henry Wieditz, Lars Bersheim, George Olhausen, Ed Maguire, Bill Scherzer and Leo Frembgen.

Interment was made in Pleasant View cemetery at Hartley. Iowa.

~*~*~*~*~
Now the home is sad and broken,
And our hearts are sick and sore.
For the Angels came and took her,
And the Mother is no more.

Tho the Savior gently called her,
She could answer back the call,
And went out to meet the Savior,
With a prayer for one and all.

But what will take the place of Mother,
And the home she made so dear?
What will cheer the sad ioved ones,
In their lonely wait down here?

But your suffering has all vanished,
And from cares you are set free,
And we'll try and heed your praying;
Then perhaps your face we'll see.

For we know that you are happy,
And you'll wait for us to come,
'Til the Savior gently calls us,
To that bright Celestial home.

Now, Dear Savior, take and shield her,
Tho in other lands we roam,
Guardian Angels still protect her,
And our Father's Will be done.

Hartley (Iowa) Sentinel, June 5, 1952, p3