Karl John Trommler, Sr.
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Karl John Trommler, Sr., 85, of Millersville, formerly of Paradise, went home to be with the Lord on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 at the VA Medical Center of Coatesville. He was the beloved husband of Anna M. Welsch Trommler, with whom he shared 60 years of marriage.
Born April 19, 1924 in Waterbury, CT., Karl was the son of the late John and Luciana Trommler. He served honorably in the US Navy during WWII in the Mediterranean Theater of operations. Karl was retired from the VA Medical Center of Coatesville, where he worked for 34 years as a painter, retiring in 1977. He was a member of the Paradise Bible Fellowship Church.
He is survived, in addition to his wife, by five children: Larry Welsch and wife Cynthia of Kinzers, Karl Trommler Jr. and wife Roberta of Ashburn, VA, Rev. Samuel Trommler and wife Becky of Scottsdale, AZ, Rev. Steven Trommler and wife Gloria of Stevens, Pa., Melody, wife of Barry Bauer of Hilliard, Ohio, 15 grandchildren and five great grandchildren.
Memorial services will be held on Saturday, May 23, 2009 at 11:00am from the Paradise Bible Fellowship Church, 3092 Lincoln Highway East, Paradise, PA 17562 followed by inurnrment at the Paradise Mennonite Cemetery. Family and friends are also invited to attend the visitation at the church from 10am to the time of the service.
In lieu of flowers memorial donations may be made in Karl's memory to the Lancaster County Hospice, P.O. Box 4125 Lancaster, PA 17604.
Arrangements have been entrusted to the Wilde Funeral Home of Parkesburg. Online condolences can be posted at www.wildefuneralhome.com
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My Dad
I want to thank everyone who reads Dad's obituary for caring about my Dad. I know that if you are reading this that he somehow touched your life as he did so many. We rejoice that he is where he has longed to be for so long, in heaven with his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. If my Dad knew you, even in passing, rest in the knowledge that he is praying for you to join him there one day.
Thanks for being a part of Dad's life and feel free to express your feelings here. I will periodically visit and print the condolences for my technology challenged Mom so she can take solace in what you have to say. May the Lord richly bless your life!
Yours in Christ and trying to line up to Christ's love for me and the name of,
Karl J. Trommler, Jr.
Karl Sr.
Hi Karl, Sorry to here about your Dad; he was such a caring and gentle man. Just learned of it from Dawn,who heard from Leah. I'me sure you will miss him and I am certain he is with God.
Born April 19, 1924 in
Born April 19, 1924 in Waterbury, CT., Karl was the son of the late John and Luciana Trommler. He served honorably in the US Navy during WWII in the Mediterranean Theater of operations. Karl was retired from the VA Medical Center of Coatesville, where he worked for 34 years as a painter, retiring in 1977. He was a member of the Paradise Bible Fellowship Church.
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Our Condolences
Dear Uncle Karl, Aunt Roberta, Leah, and Family/Friends:
We were deeply saddened to hear about the death of your dear father, father-in-law, grandfather, husband, friend: Karl Trommler Senior. I know this is a very difficult time for all of you. Although our words may only express our sympathy and support at a time like this, I want you to know that you are all in my thoughts and prayers, always.
While I did not know Karl Trommler Senior personally, I do know that he was loved unconditionally by so many. Truly, he was a very lucky man to have lived such a long and amazing life surrounded by so many family and friends that cherished him deeply and touched his life entirely. This everlasting love never ever dies. It is a love that lives on... inside of him - and inside of all of you - forever and ever. A love like that never goes away, it only continues to grow deeper and stronger as you carry him with you and hold him close in your heart while you travel the circle of life that brings you back to him, again, in the end.
The following is a prayer that I wanted to share:
"Don’t think of him as gone away, his journey’s just begun, life holds so many facets this earth is only one. Just think of him as resting, from the sorrow and the tears, in a place of warmth and comfort, where there are no days and years. Think how he must be wishing, that we could know today, how nothing but our sadness, can really pass away. And think of him as living, in the hearts of those he touched, for nothing loved is ever lost, and he was loved so much."
Always bless the memories in your heart.
Rest in Peace, Karl Trommler Sr.
Our Condolences,
Dawn Manion and Alan Braun
xoxoxooxoxoxox
In Honor Of My Dad
Life was not easy for my dad. He grew up with hardly a memory of his parents. He grew up on the streets in urban Connecticut. But when my dad was in his fifties God came into his life in a mighty way and overflowed the void that had filled his heart for so many years. My dad died in love with the Lord Jesus!
A FATHERLESS CHILD GOES HOME
A child is born his mother dies,
Who will be there to comfort his cries?
A few years pass his father is gone,
Both parents deceased he is left all alone.
An aunt steps in to fill the gap,
But it's not the same as a mother's lap.
The years pass by, with their ups and downs,
Some laughs, some tears, some smiles, some frowns.
Some work, some play, a love for the sea,
So he leaves school early and joins the navy.
While on leave one day he meets his future wife,
To whom he would be devoted for the rest of his life.
Children, expenses, good times and bad,
The fatherless child is now a dad!
But having no training or example to follow,
Being a dad is a tough task to swallow.
But an amazing job he did just the same,
Because a faithful dad he truly became.
Our needs were all met through his loving dedication,
He even worked Saturdays so we could have a vacation.
So much I learned to make me wise,
From the example he lived before my eyes.
I was amazed how he would listen as people would talk,
Sincerely to their stories, their complaining, their squawk!
He taught me that listening was a gift not a chore,
Given even to those I considered a bore.
I learned to work hard not by forced labor or strife.
But by watching the little things my dad did throughout his life.
My dad came to know the Lord through a loving church.
The Heavenly Father ended the fatherless child's search.
My …….dad…….is…….with…….Jesus! It's so amazing to say!
I can't wait to sit and talk with him again some day.
For through the love of Christ this fact we know,
To depart from the body, to Christ's side we go!
(Written May 22, 2009 enroute to Pennsylvania for my father's memorial service.)