Uncle Wib
On Wed., Aug. 10, 2005, age 92 of Millvale, beloved husband of the late Mildred Kohser; father of June Wilt and Dale Kohser; brother of Edna May Flora and Betty Bullard; also survived by four grandchildren and four great-grandchildren.
Uncle Wib lived a long, full life, although it is still sad to see him go. The older brother of my grandma (aka, Edna May, aka Mummum), Wilbur was part of a large, loving family. Of course they couldn't list the other 10 brothers and sisters he had - choosing only to name the 2 remaining Kohser "kids." Over the past two decades I have seen many of these aunts and uncles pass on. Some I never met, some I went to church with every Sunday and made me fantastic chocolate chip cookies and matzoball soup. It's sad to see Mummum's generation pass on, handing off the baton to more children and grandchildren than you could count. I am so proud of our little "section" of the Kohser family, the Floras. And I am glad that Uncle Wib was an active part of it at family get-togethers, dinners, and holidays. I'll never forget my most recent memories of him: mainly his undying devotion to his wife Mildred, especially in her last years. And with a name like that, you know he was the cutest man ever. As my friend Kara put it in an email to me yesterday, "Welcome home, Uncle Wib."
Uncle Wib lived a long, full life, although it is still sad to see him go. The older brother of my grandma (aka, Edna May, aka Mummum), Wilbur was part of a large, loving family. Of course they couldn't list the other 10 brothers and sisters he had - choosing only to name the 2 remaining Kohser "kids." Over the past two decades I have seen many of these aunts and uncles pass on. Some I never met, some I went to church with every Sunday and made me fantastic chocolate chip cookies and matzoball soup. It's sad to see Mummum's generation pass on, handing off the baton to more children and grandchildren than you could count. I am so proud of our little "section" of the Kohser family, the Floras. And I am glad that Uncle Wib was an active part of it at family get-togethers, dinners, and holidays. I'll never forget my most recent memories of him: mainly his undying devotion to his wife Mildred, especially in her last years. And with a name like that, you know he was the cutest man ever. As my friend Kara put it in an email to me yesterday, "Welcome home, Uncle Wib."
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