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Bertha Ruby Allen's Timeline
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1926
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Sanilac County, Michigan, United States
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2014
Age 88
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Birth: Dec. 25, 1926
Bertha Ruby Allen passed away peacefully in her sleep at her home Saturday, September 27, 2014. She was born on December 25, 1926 in Applegate, Sanilac County Michigan. She was known as “The Christmas Baby” throughout her life. Her husband of 45 years, Duane Albert Allen, passed away in 1997. She is preceded in death by her parents John Melvin Marlatt and Anne B. (McClintock) Marlatt of Port Huron, Michigan. Bertha was the last surviving sibling in her family. She had two brothers; Earl Marlatt and Miles (Mike) Marlatt and five sisters; Malvina Tanton Fairman, Laura J. Russell, Elva Bell Louks, Clara King and Virginia McIntyre all of Michigan. Bertha has six surviving children, three sons; Duane C. Allen of New Baltimore, MI, twins, Jeffrey J. Allen of Tarpon Springs, FL and Joel H. Allen of Raymore, MO and 3 daughters; Julie A. Allen of Palm Harbor, FL, Karen M. Kittl of Palm Harbor, FL and Cecile D. Romero of Tarpon Springs, FL. Her daughter Terri L. Waynik of Ray Township, MI, preceded her in death in 2013. Bertha was blessed with nine grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. Bertha leaves many beloved nieces and nephews behind her. Bertha also leaves behind many longtime friends at the mobile home community where she resided for 26 years. Bertha enjoyed word puzzles and was an avid card and mahjong player. She enjoyed holidays with her family. She became computer literate and enjoyed times alone playing solitaire and hearts on her computer. She enjoyed TV shows, movies and the news. She will be truly missed by all those who knew her. She touched us deeply with her grace and dignity during her last years. She had a deep and abiding faith and knew that she was soon to be reunited with all of her loved ones who have made the journey before her. Christmas will never be the same. "If Roses Grow in Heaven" If Roses grow in Heaven Lord, please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Mother’s arms and tell her they’re from me. Tell her that I love and miss her, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for a while. Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day, but there’s an ache within my heart that will never go away. Author: Kirsten Preus
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