James “Jim” LeRoy Urwiler was born March 19, 1935, in Sioux City, IA to James and Vera (Thompson) Urwiler. He graduated from Laurel High School and attended Wayne State College, University of Nebraska - Lincoln and Northeast Tech. Jim married Mary Ann Christensen November 16, 1957, at the Community Methodist Church in Salix, IA. The couple farmed all of their married life near Laurel raising cattle, sheep, hogs, and a cow – calf herd. Jim was an active member of United Methodist Church serving in various capacities. He loved his family, farming, square dancing, and “yellow rocks”.
Jim is survived by his wife, Mary Ann; their sons, Tim (Lois) Urwiler of Laurel and Tom (Debbie) Urwiler of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; five grandchildren; three great-grandchildren; sister, Phyllis Campbell of Laurel; brothers-in-law, Ralph Milliken of Laurel, Ron Christensen of Salix, IA, and Frank (Karen) Christensen of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; nieces, nephews, and cousins.
Jim was preceded in death by his parents; sister, LaVera Milliken; brother, Harley (Laverne) Urwiler; brother-in-law, James Campbell; niece, Colleen Knudsen; and a great-niece, Katie Anne Knudsen.
And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board." So God made a farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife's done feeding visiting ladies and tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt. And watch it die. Then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, then, pain'n from 'tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours." So God made a farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark. It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week's work with a five-mile drive to church.
"Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life 'doing what dad does.'" So God made a farmer.
Paul Harvey, 1978
He died Friday at Providence Medical Center in Wayne.
Funeral Services For:
Jim Urwiler, age 82, of Laurel.
United Methodist Church Laurel Wednesday 10:30 a.m.
Visitation United Methodist Church Laurel
Tuesday 5:00 p.m.-7:00 p.m. Prayer Service Tuesday 7:00 p.m.
Interment Laurel Cemetery
Jim is survived by his wife, Mary Ann; their sons, Tim (Lois) Urwiler of Laurel and Tom (Debbie) Urwiler of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; five grandchildren; three great-grandchildren; sister, Phyllis Campbell of Laurel; brothers-in-law, Ralph Milliken of Laurel, Ron Christensen of Salix, IA, and Frank (Karen) Christensen of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; nieces, nephews, and cousins.
Jim was preceded in death by his parents; sister, LaVera Milliken; brother, Harley (Laverne) Urwiler; brother-in-law, James Campbell; niece, Colleen Knudsen; and a great-niece, Katie Anne Knudsen.
And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board." So God made a farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife's done feeding visiting ladies and tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt. And watch it die. Then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, then, pain'n from 'tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours." So God made a farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark. It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week's work with a five-mile drive to church.
"Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life 'doing what dad does.'" So God made a farmer.
Paul Harvey, 1978
He died Friday at Providence Medical Center in Wayne.
Funeral Services For:
Jim Urwiler, age 82, of Laurel.
United Methodist Church Laurel Wednesday 10:30 a.m.
Visitation United Methodist Church Laurel
Tuesday 5:00 p.m.-7:00 p.m. Prayer Service Tuesday 7:00 p.m.
Interment Laurel Cemetery
James “Jim” LeRoy Urwiler was born March 19, 1935, in Sioux City, IA to James and Vera (Thompson) Urwiler. He graduated from Laurel High School and attended Wayne State College, University of Nebraska - Lincoln and Northeast Tech. Jim married Mary Ann Christensen November 16, 1957, at the Community Methodist Church in Salix, IA. The couple farmed all of their married life near Laurel raising cattle, sheep, hogs, and a cow – calf herd. Jim was an active member of United Methodist Church serving in various capacities. He loved his family, farming, square dancing, and “yellow rocks”.
Jim is survived by his wife, Mary Ann; their sons, Tim (Lois) Urwiler of Laurel and Tom (Debbie) Urwiler of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; five grandchildren; three great-grandchildren; sister, Phyllis Campbell of Laurel; brothers-in-law, Ralph Milliken of Laurel, Ron Christensen of Salix, IA, and Frank (Karen) Christensen of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; nieces, nephews, and cousins.
Jim was preceded in death by his parents; sister, LaVera Milliken; brother, Harley (Laverne) Urwiler; brother-in-law, James Campbell; niece, Colleen Knudsen; and a great-niece, Katie Anne Knudsen.
And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board." So God made a farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife's done feeding visiting ladies and tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt. And watch it die. Then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, then, pain'n from 'tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours." So God made a farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark. It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week's work with a five-mile drive to church.
"Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life 'doing what dad does.'" So God made a farmer.
Paul Harvey, 1978
He died Friday at Providence Medical Center in Wayne.
Funeral Services For:
Jim Urwiler, age 82, of Laurel.
United Methodist Church Laurel Wednesday 10:30 a.m.
Visitation United Methodist Church Laurel
Tuesday 5:00 p.m.-7:00 p.m. Prayer Service Tuesday 7:00 p.m.
Interment Laurel Cemetery
Jim is survived by his wife, Mary Ann; their sons, Tim (Lois) Urwiler of Laurel and Tom (Debbie) Urwiler of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; five grandchildren; three great-grandchildren; sister, Phyllis Campbell of Laurel; brothers-in-law, Ralph Milliken of Laurel, Ron Christensen of Salix, IA, and Frank (Karen) Christensen of Lake of the Ozarks, MO; nieces, nephews, and cousins.
Jim was preceded in death by his parents; sister, LaVera Milliken; brother, Harley (Laverne) Urwiler; brother-in-law, James Campbell; niece, Colleen Knudsen; and a great-niece, Katie Anne Knudsen.
And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board." So God made a farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife's done feeding visiting ladies and tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt. And watch it die. Then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, then, pain'n from 'tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours." So God made a farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark. It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week's work with a five-mile drive to church.
"Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life 'doing what dad does.'" So God made a farmer.
Paul Harvey, 1978
He died Friday at Providence Medical Center in Wayne.
Funeral Services For:
Jim Urwiler, age 82, of Laurel.
United Methodist Church Laurel Wednesday 10:30 a.m.
Visitation United Methodist Church Laurel
Tuesday 5:00 p.m.-7:00 p.m. Prayer Service Tuesday 7:00 p.m.
Interment Laurel Cemetery
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