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Kermit Eugene Perkins

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Kermit Eugene Perkins

Birth
Orofino, Clearwater County, Idaho, USA
Death
31 Jan 2015 (aged 94)
Orofino, Clearwater County, Idaho, USA
Burial
Fraser, Clearwater County, Idaho, USA Add to Map
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OBITUARY
Kermit Eugene Perkins passed away on Saturday, Jan. 31, 2015 at Clearwater Health and Rehab in Orofino, Idaho. He was 94.

Kermit was born in Orofino, Idaho to Jerry Morris and Vergie (Snyder) Perkins on Nov. 10, 1920. He was their fourth child and their first son. The Jerry Perkins family lived on the Sampson Snyder, Jr. homestead farm on Highway 11, three miles west of Weippe, Idaho. The farm was a wedding gift to Vergie and Jerry.

When Kermit was eight years old, he was in a sledding accident with his brother, Oliver Wayne. They were sledding down the hill toward the highway and went into the highway and were struck by a car. Wayne was not seriously injured but Kermit was. He lay in a coma for twenty-three days with faint hope of recovery but he did recovery and went on to live a full life. The accident and coma caused mental impairment and his hip was damaged for a lifetime.

Kermit attended the Johnstown School, west of the farm, through the eighth grade and then went to work on the family farm. Eventually he would find a job at the Schmidt Brothers Mill about a mile south of the farm. He worked on the green chain there for about 20 years before retiring because of the hip injury. He lived with his parents at the family farm and walked to work every day although he eventually owned a Ford Mercury and could drive.

In 1946, he married Ruth James but the marriage lasted only a short time before they were divorced. No children were born to the couple.

Kermit continued to live with his parents at the family farm until 1963 when his mother sold it to the Schmidt Brothers Mill and she and Kermit moved to Orofino. His father had died in 1956.

In Orofino, Kermit met his long-time companion, Bea and they stayed together until her death. Bea lived in a retirement home and Kermit lived at his house. Every day, he would pick her up in his car and go for a drive to sightsee. They would stop for dinner and then he would return Bea to her apartment.

Around 2009, failing health caused Kermit to move from his Orofino home of 46 years and into the Brookside Landing retirement facility where he was close to his younger brother Wayne and Wayne’s companion, Lois Moore.

Kermit was proceeded in death by his parents and five sisters; Thelma, Phyllis, Elaine, Ruth, and Shirley. He is survived by his brother, Oliver Wayne, and many nieces and nephews.

He and his sister Ruth are buried in the pioneer Fraser Cemetery on Highway 11, six miles west of Weippe, Idaho and three miles west of the family Farm. Graveside services were held on Friday, Feb. 6, 2015.
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Memories of My Uncle Kermit (Steve F. Russell)
He was always happy and kind and had a good word to say when you met him. He never complained of his life’s trails. As a young child, I used to sleep in the basement with him when we visited the family farm. If I was chatty, he would remind me we were there to sleep as a way to quiet me down. Until late in his life, we would have long conversations in his living room and usually went to a restaurant for breakfast. I miss him.
OBITUARY
Kermit Eugene Perkins passed away on Saturday, Jan. 31, 2015 at Clearwater Health and Rehab in Orofino, Idaho. He was 94.

Kermit was born in Orofino, Idaho to Jerry Morris and Vergie (Snyder) Perkins on Nov. 10, 1920. He was their fourth child and their first son. The Jerry Perkins family lived on the Sampson Snyder, Jr. homestead farm on Highway 11, three miles west of Weippe, Idaho. The farm was a wedding gift to Vergie and Jerry.

When Kermit was eight years old, he was in a sledding accident with his brother, Oliver Wayne. They were sledding down the hill toward the highway and went into the highway and were struck by a car. Wayne was not seriously injured but Kermit was. He lay in a coma for twenty-three days with faint hope of recovery but he did recovery and went on to live a full life. The accident and coma caused mental impairment and his hip was damaged for a lifetime.

Kermit attended the Johnstown School, west of the farm, through the eighth grade and then went to work on the family farm. Eventually he would find a job at the Schmidt Brothers Mill about a mile south of the farm. He worked on the green chain there for about 20 years before retiring because of the hip injury. He lived with his parents at the family farm and walked to work every day although he eventually owned a Ford Mercury and could drive.

In 1946, he married Ruth James but the marriage lasted only a short time before they were divorced. No children were born to the couple.

Kermit continued to live with his parents at the family farm until 1963 when his mother sold it to the Schmidt Brothers Mill and she and Kermit moved to Orofino. His father had died in 1956.

In Orofino, Kermit met his long-time companion, Bea and they stayed together until her death. Bea lived in a retirement home and Kermit lived at his house. Every day, he would pick her up in his car and go for a drive to sightsee. They would stop for dinner and then he would return Bea to her apartment.

Around 2009, failing health caused Kermit to move from his Orofino home of 46 years and into the Brookside Landing retirement facility where he was close to his younger brother Wayne and Wayne’s companion, Lois Moore.

Kermit was proceeded in death by his parents and five sisters; Thelma, Phyllis, Elaine, Ruth, and Shirley. He is survived by his brother, Oliver Wayne, and many nieces and nephews.

He and his sister Ruth are buried in the pioneer Fraser Cemetery on Highway 11, six miles west of Weippe, Idaho and three miles west of the family Farm. Graveside services were held on Friday, Feb. 6, 2015.
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Memories of My Uncle Kermit (Steve F. Russell)
He was always happy and kind and had a good word to say when you met him. He never complained of his life’s trails. As a young child, I used to sleep in the basement with him when we visited the family farm. If I was chatty, he would remind me we were there to sleep as a way to quiet me down. Until late in his life, we would have long conversations in his living room and usually went to a restaurant for breakfast. I miss him.


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