There are a couple of things about this story that have always got me to thinking. One is what was his actual medical issue? Could it have been Crohn’s disease, the issue I’ve dealt with for years? This story probably also contributes to my lack of respect for chiropractors. Maybe I’m reading too much into it?
Fairview Cemetery, where many of the clan are buried, is a beautiful place. In 2008 I created a short video of the cemetery to illustrate the secluded beauty of the place.
In the fall of 1939 after getting the new car Mama and Papa made a trip to Nebraska and down to the Ozarks. Guess he had some cousins that they went to visit.
Papa was sick a lot with his stomach and went to S. Dak to doctor with some chiropractors at Canistota west of Sioux Falls a number of times.
In the spring of 1940 he went there again for treatments. He started bleeding from an ulcer in the duodenum and they got him to a hospital in Sioux Falls, S.D. where he died before they could get the bleeding stopped. I think it was March 17.
I was sick with pneumonia at the time. I remember Mama holding me wrapped in a blanket while the funeral was going on. Some men sang “Rock of Ages.” This was in the living room at the farm. He is buried at Fairview Cemetery, southwest of Lake Williams. The grave is located to the left of the path that leads straight in from the gate. There is a large stone with “Luehr” on it marking the lot.