LEONA M. CHESTER GLENDE

Leona



   Leona M. Chester Glende, age 92, of Faribault, died on Friday, July 20,
2007, at the St. Lucas Care Center, Faribault.
   Services will be held at Peace Lutheran Church, Faribault, on Tuesday,
July 24, 2007 at 10:30 a.m. with the Reverend Maynard Spitzack, officiating.
Interment will be at the Groveland Cemetery, Dundas.
   Visitation will be at the Boldt Funeral Home, Faribault on Monday from 4
to 7 p.m. and also in the church for one hour prior to the services on
Tuesday.  The Eagle's Auxiliary will conduct a memorial service at 6 p.m. on
Monday in the funeral home.
   Leona May, the daughter of Clifford and Cynthia (Porter) Thielbar was
born on February 16, 1915 in Dundas.  She married Kenneth Chester on
November 24, 1932 and he preceded her in death on December 16, 1953.  Later
she married George Glende on October 20, 1956 and he preceded her in death
on February 10, 1996.  She was employed as a L. P. N. at the Faribault
Regional Center for over 25 years.
   She is survived by two sons, Dr. David (and Diane) Chester of College
Station, TX and Clifford (and Marjorie) Chester of Rochester; 10
grandchildren; 14 great grandchildren; two great great grandchildren; and
one sister, Rosella Grant of Northfield.
   She was also preceded in death by one daughter, Pearl Enfield; five
brothers, Calvin, Raymond, Fay, Eugene and Alvin Thielbar; and four sisters,
Wilma Kolwczyk, Myrtle Teachout, Martha Thielbar and Eva Koger.


Guest Book Memories Will Be Recorded Below


Name:
Eunice Heimann
Email:
Date:
Tuesday July 24, 2007

Memories

May God Bless you during these times. Have faith that the Thielbar brothers and sisters are resting in peace. I can recall how my Dad (Calvin) lit up the last time he saw your Mom. It was touching to see how much she meant to him.


Name:
Darlene Poch
Email:
gepooch@juno.com
Date:
Tuesday July 24, 2007

Memories

My Aunt Leona will always hold special memories in my heart and mind as our family was very close to her family.One of my favorite springtime mememories was when she would pull her car into our yard,big fishing hat on her head,with several cane fishing poles tied to the sides of the car.We were off to go bullhead fishing with our big freshly dug nightcrawlers.She was a wonderful cook and gardener, often winning top ribbon awards at the Rice County Fair for her excellence.Always felt I had a special connnection to her as a child because we both shared February birthdays.How she looked foward to our big Clifford Thielbar annual reunions, I often think it was the highlight of the year.. family was very important to her.


Name:
Carole Ferrier
Email:
cmferrier@charter.net
Date:
Monday July 23, 2007

Memories

My memories of Leona are not as many as my nephew Ken Chester has, but certainly some very good ones. To this day I have hybrid iris from her and whenever they bloom I will think of Leona. She was a wonderful lady and will be sadly missed by all who knew her.


Name:
Kenneth Chester
Email:
leafshadowarts@charter.net
Date:
Sunday July 22, 2007

Memories

My most special memories of Grandma are rooted in the summer heat and the crisp, colorful joy of Christmas. When I was just a boy, helping Grandma and George to tend their garden, picking fresh produce for the dinner table was a wonderful and bonding experience. Collecting wild mustard and horseradish root for George’s eye-watering homemade condiments was the perfect compliment to Grandmas always delicious beef roast. Grandma had such tremendous green thumb and grew the most beautiful flowers, plants and vegetables; roses were her specialty and they were truly a “heaven sent” beauty! I fondly recall hot summer days spent playing in the garden with my cousins, as well as the occasional dirt-clod fight! Grandma was not happy with us and we were summarily marched off to the tub! We certainly deserved it, but it was fun just the same. Christmas at Grandma's house was always a wonder. No doubt, there would always be a seemingly endless number of gifts and goodies for us kids and each was filled with Grandma's love, her eyes gleaming as we tore open each gift with childish exuberance, never noticing the care with which she had wrapped each gift. Grandma took great joy in decorating her Christmas tree and home to reflect the joyous spirit of Christ, family, and giving that is the season. Her home was always warm and inviting, beautifully decorated and filled with mouth-watering aromas wafting from the kitchen. During the holidays, music filled the air, from Laurence Welk, Nat King Cole, Johnny Mathis, and Elvis to the German Polkas of which George was so fond. It was a musical smorgasbord, which celebrated the diversity of tastes and the deep genealogy of our family. Christmas at Grandma's always felt "right." Her priorities were always in perfect order, Christmas was a celebration of the birth of Christ as much as it was a vehicle to draw families closer together; strengthen bonds, and reinforce the love we had for each other. Grandma's cooking was always the "icing on the cake." She was a tremendous cook and walking into her home was a feast for the senses! At the front door, you were assailed by the wonderful aromas from the kitchen, beautiful, festive music on the radio and the magical, colorful decorations of the season. Of course, there were always big Grandma Hugs and kisses! No visit to Grandma's house was complete without the hugs and kisses! Grandma found great joy in giving to others and this was never more apparent than with her grandchildren. Grandma was always spoiling us children, even into adulthood. Grandma was always avidly interested and involved in, as much as possible, the support, direction, and development of her grandchildren. Family meant everything to Grandma and love was the common denominator, which held us all together. She was generous to a fault and loving beyond measure; she was never selfish and always thought of others before herself. Grandma was, undoubtedly, the glue that held our family together. Even as the world got smaller over the years and our lives more complicated and demanding, Grandma never allowed the rapidly increasing pace of life to influence her priorities, family, quality family time together was “the” priority, and she was unwavering in her support of this idea. I feel a great deal of sadness, in that the demands of the world and lives we lead have made it increasingly difficult to hold the extended family together. I mourn not just the loss of our family matriarch, but perhaps the end of an era; a time when the family was the center, the vital heart of the extended family, which maintained the strong bonds, which ensured that a strong family dynamic would endure. With the loss of Grandma, I fear that this bond will slowly erode and fade away. Life has become so fast-paced and individualized, families have become increasingly isolated and the value of a strong extended family has eroded significantly over the past 20-30 years. Without Grandma, we will need to fight to maintain what she helped to build, to ensure that our children are able to experience the tremendous value inherent in strong, cohesive, extended family relationships. I am very grateful that my children, Great Grandchildren to Leona, had the opportunity to be with Grandma for years before her passing. My hope is that some of her special qualities and values will have been imparted to my children. Grandma will be dearly missed, but she leaves behind her a strong family legacy, an example for those of us from later generations to attempt to emulate, promote and maintain. Otherwise, the value and strength of a connected extended family will fade away and become a distant memory. This would be a tragic loss for us all. Grandma will be watching us, as she stands beside Jesus, hoping that we follow her example and preserve what she built for us during her time with us. To ignore the lessons she taught us all would be tragic. One day, we will all be with Grandma again; don’t believe for a minute that she will not be asking hard questions if we fail to carry the mantel she has been forced to lay aside. I will carry Grandma in my heart every day. The lessons she taught me have and will continue to serve me well. There is no way for me to thank her in person for the strength she passed on to me, but I can try to live by her example and honor her memory in this way, everyday.