Kurtis James "Kurt" Blake, 13, of Ontonagon, MI, passed away March 17, 2008 at St. Joseph's Hospital in Marshfield, WI.
He was born July 27, 1994, in Shawano, WI, to Jerry and Anna Blake. Kurt was a straight A, 8th grade student at the Ontonagon Area High School.
He loved skiing, deer and bird hunting, video games and was proud to have his first job at the porcupine Mountain Ski Shop.
Kurt loved sports and gave 110% in football, baseball, basketball and track.
He was active in his youth group and church.
He was preceded in death by his #1 fan, Grandma Mary Ann Blake and his aunt Judy Blake.
Visitation: Redeemer Free Lutheran Church in Ontonagon.
Funeral: Ontonagon Area High School Gymnasium.
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"This eulogy is not going to be a typical one. I've never been very good at being typical.
Our Kurtis James (don't call me Kurtis) "Kurt" Blake was born quickly, July 27th, 1994 to Jerry and I in Shawano, WI.
To say that Kurt loved to ski is an understatement. He longed for skiing in the summer, sometimes pulling his ski boots out in July, just to wear them around the house. He was only 18 months old the first time he skied.
Kurt loved to entertain people by telling jokes. He was very animated when he was younger but could tell joke with a straight face. He especially liked telling blonde jokes and I tried to discourage that, reminding him that HE was blonde.
Another understatement is to say that Kurt loved sports. He could share stats about most of the players in the NBA, MLB, NFL and even some hockey and soccer players.
Kurt didn't love school, but he worked hard and did well. Math came easy to him and before he was in kindergarten, he was asking me for math problems. When I asked him to add some easy problems, he wanted harder ones. We worked our way up to adding numbers like 1,784 + 392 and before I could punch the numbers into a calculator, he was finished adding them in his head.
More than anything, Kurt loved Jesus. He may not have said much about him to any of you, I don't know.
I do know that he read his Bible most every day.
I also know that he spent time praying for his teachers and friends.
Kurt would want you to know his Jesus.
If you don't, please don't leave this building until you know that you know you will see Kurt again in heaven.
Kurt didn't die because God failed us. My God is NO LESS THAN FAITHFUL.
Several people have told me of dreams or visions that God has given them. These have helped me more than I can say.
One shared that God showed him Kurt asking Grandma Blake (who died in November) if he HAD to go back and she said, "Only if you want to." She always did let Kurt have his way.
When Kurt was little, he loved soccer. Another told me of Kurt in a HUGE green grassy field with a soccer net at one end.
Kurt had the ball, dribbling it down the field with his feet. His opponant was the same size as Kurt and kept up with him every step of the way. But he was wearing a white robe.
Kurt couldn't seem to shake him, so he turned on the speed and those of you who saw him play sports knew he could turn on the speed when he needed to--even if it meant throwing up afterward.
Well, his opponent, (Jesus) was still right next to him; no matter how fast he ran, so Kurt did his little quick stop, kicked the ball back a little, jumped behind it and then kicked it to try and make a goal.
The ball curved out in a big wide arc and headed straight for the goal. But it stopped directly in front of the goal and dropped to the ground.
Kurt looked at Jesus, who said, "You didn't know I had a goalie, did you?" Kurt smiled the biggest smile ever and hugged Jesus and they walked off of the field together.
Thanks for telling me that, Dad, I love you."
Anna
He was born July 27, 1994, in Shawano, WI, to Jerry and Anna Blake. Kurt was a straight A, 8th grade student at the Ontonagon Area High School.
He loved skiing, deer and bird hunting, video games and was proud to have his first job at the porcupine Mountain Ski Shop.
Kurt loved sports and gave 110% in football, baseball, basketball and track.
He was active in his youth group and church.
He was preceded in death by his #1 fan, Grandma Mary Ann Blake and his aunt Judy Blake.
Visitation: Redeemer Free Lutheran Church in Ontonagon.
Funeral: Ontonagon Area High School Gymnasium.
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"This eulogy is not going to be a typical one. I've never been very good at being typical.
Our Kurtis James (don't call me Kurtis) "Kurt" Blake was born quickly, July 27th, 1994 to Jerry and I in Shawano, WI.
To say that Kurt loved to ski is an understatement. He longed for skiing in the summer, sometimes pulling his ski boots out in July, just to wear them around the house. He was only 18 months old the first time he skied.
Kurt loved to entertain people by telling jokes. He was very animated when he was younger but could tell joke with a straight face. He especially liked telling blonde jokes and I tried to discourage that, reminding him that HE was blonde.
Another understatement is to say that Kurt loved sports. He could share stats about most of the players in the NBA, MLB, NFL and even some hockey and soccer players.
Kurt didn't love school, but he worked hard and did well. Math came easy to him and before he was in kindergarten, he was asking me for math problems. When I asked him to add some easy problems, he wanted harder ones. We worked our way up to adding numbers like 1,784 + 392 and before I could punch the numbers into a calculator, he was finished adding them in his head.
More than anything, Kurt loved Jesus. He may not have said much about him to any of you, I don't know.
I do know that he read his Bible most every day.
I also know that he spent time praying for his teachers and friends.
Kurt would want you to know his Jesus.
If you don't, please don't leave this building until you know that you know you will see Kurt again in heaven.
Kurt didn't die because God failed us. My God is NO LESS THAN FAITHFUL.
Several people have told me of dreams or visions that God has given them. These have helped me more than I can say.
One shared that God showed him Kurt asking Grandma Blake (who died in November) if he HAD to go back and she said, "Only if you want to." She always did let Kurt have his way.
When Kurt was little, he loved soccer. Another told me of Kurt in a HUGE green grassy field with a soccer net at one end.
Kurt had the ball, dribbling it down the field with his feet. His opponant was the same size as Kurt and kept up with him every step of the way. But he was wearing a white robe.
Kurt couldn't seem to shake him, so he turned on the speed and those of you who saw him play sports knew he could turn on the speed when he needed to--even if it meant throwing up afterward.
Well, his opponent, (Jesus) was still right next to him; no matter how fast he ran, so Kurt did his little quick stop, kicked the ball back a little, jumped behind it and then kicked it to try and make a goal.
The ball curved out in a big wide arc and headed straight for the goal. But it stopped directly in front of the goal and dropped to the ground.
Kurt looked at Jesus, who said, "You didn't know I had a goalie, did you?" Kurt smiled the biggest smile ever and hugged Jesus and they walked off of the field together.
Thanks for telling me that, Dad, I love you."
Anna
Kurtis James "Kurt" Blake, 13, of Ontonagon, MI, passed away March 17, 2008 at St. Joseph's Hospital in Marshfield, WI.
He was born July 27, 1994, in Shawano, WI, to Jerry and Anna Blake. Kurt was a straight A, 8th grade student at the Ontonagon Area High School.
He loved skiing, deer and bird hunting, video games and was proud to have his first job at the porcupine Mountain Ski Shop.
Kurt loved sports and gave 110% in football, baseball, basketball and track.
He was active in his youth group and church.
He was preceded in death by his #1 fan, Grandma Mary Ann Blake and his aunt Judy Blake.
Visitation: Redeemer Free Lutheran Church in Ontonagon.
Funeral: Ontonagon Area High School Gymnasium.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"This eulogy is not going to be a typical one. I've never been very good at being typical.
Our Kurtis James (don't call me Kurtis) "Kurt" Blake was born quickly, July 27th, 1994 to Jerry and I in Shawano, WI.
To say that Kurt loved to ski is an understatement. He longed for skiing in the summer, sometimes pulling his ski boots out in July, just to wear them around the house. He was only 18 months old the first time he skied.
Kurt loved to entertain people by telling jokes. He was very animated when he was younger but could tell joke with a straight face. He especially liked telling blonde jokes and I tried to discourage that, reminding him that HE was blonde.
Another understatement is to say that Kurt loved sports. He could share stats about most of the players in the NBA, MLB, NFL and even some hockey and soccer players.
Kurt didn't love school, but he worked hard and did well. Math came easy to him and before he was in kindergarten, he was asking me for math problems. When I asked him to add some easy problems, he wanted harder ones. We worked our way up to adding numbers like 1,784 + 392 and before I could punch the numbers into a calculator, he was finished adding them in his head.
More than anything, Kurt loved Jesus. He may not have said much about him to any of you, I don't know.
I do know that he read his Bible most every day.
I also know that he spent time praying for his teachers and friends.
Kurt would want you to know his Jesus.
If you don't, please don't leave this building until you know that you know you will see Kurt again in heaven.
Kurt didn't die because God failed us. My God is NO LESS THAN FAITHFUL.
Several people have told me of dreams or visions that God has given them. These have helped me more than I can say.
One shared that God showed him Kurt asking Grandma Blake (who died in November) if he HAD to go back and she said, "Only if you want to." She always did let Kurt have his way.
When Kurt was little, he loved soccer. Another told me of Kurt in a HUGE green grassy field with a soccer net at one end.
Kurt had the ball, dribbling it down the field with his feet. His opponant was the same size as Kurt and kept up with him every step of the way. But he was wearing a white robe.
Kurt couldn't seem to shake him, so he turned on the speed and those of you who saw him play sports knew he could turn on the speed when he needed to--even if it meant throwing up afterward.
Well, his opponent, (Jesus) was still right next to him; no matter how fast he ran, so Kurt did his little quick stop, kicked the ball back a little, jumped behind it and then kicked it to try and make a goal.
The ball curved out in a big wide arc and headed straight for the goal. But it stopped directly in front of the goal and dropped to the ground.
Kurt looked at Jesus, who said, "You didn't know I had a goalie, did you?" Kurt smiled the biggest smile ever and hugged Jesus and they walked off of the field together.
Thanks for telling me that, Dad, I love you."
Anna
He was born July 27, 1994, in Shawano, WI, to Jerry and Anna Blake. Kurt was a straight A, 8th grade student at the Ontonagon Area High School.
He loved skiing, deer and bird hunting, video games and was proud to have his first job at the porcupine Mountain Ski Shop.
Kurt loved sports and gave 110% in football, baseball, basketball and track.
He was active in his youth group and church.
He was preceded in death by his #1 fan, Grandma Mary Ann Blake and his aunt Judy Blake.
Visitation: Redeemer Free Lutheran Church in Ontonagon.
Funeral: Ontonagon Area High School Gymnasium.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"This eulogy is not going to be a typical one. I've never been very good at being typical.
Our Kurtis James (don't call me Kurtis) "Kurt" Blake was born quickly, July 27th, 1994 to Jerry and I in Shawano, WI.
To say that Kurt loved to ski is an understatement. He longed for skiing in the summer, sometimes pulling his ski boots out in July, just to wear them around the house. He was only 18 months old the first time he skied.
Kurt loved to entertain people by telling jokes. He was very animated when he was younger but could tell joke with a straight face. He especially liked telling blonde jokes and I tried to discourage that, reminding him that HE was blonde.
Another understatement is to say that Kurt loved sports. He could share stats about most of the players in the NBA, MLB, NFL and even some hockey and soccer players.
Kurt didn't love school, but he worked hard and did well. Math came easy to him and before he was in kindergarten, he was asking me for math problems. When I asked him to add some easy problems, he wanted harder ones. We worked our way up to adding numbers like 1,784 + 392 and before I could punch the numbers into a calculator, he was finished adding them in his head.
More than anything, Kurt loved Jesus. He may not have said much about him to any of you, I don't know.
I do know that he read his Bible most every day.
I also know that he spent time praying for his teachers and friends.
Kurt would want you to know his Jesus.
If you don't, please don't leave this building until you know that you know you will see Kurt again in heaven.
Kurt didn't die because God failed us. My God is NO LESS THAN FAITHFUL.
Several people have told me of dreams or visions that God has given them. These have helped me more than I can say.
One shared that God showed him Kurt asking Grandma Blake (who died in November) if he HAD to go back and she said, "Only if you want to." She always did let Kurt have his way.
When Kurt was little, he loved soccer. Another told me of Kurt in a HUGE green grassy field with a soccer net at one end.
Kurt had the ball, dribbling it down the field with his feet. His opponant was the same size as Kurt and kept up with him every step of the way. But he was wearing a white robe.
Kurt couldn't seem to shake him, so he turned on the speed and those of you who saw him play sports knew he could turn on the speed when he needed to--even if it meant throwing up afterward.
Well, his opponent, (Jesus) was still right next to him; no matter how fast he ran, so Kurt did his little quick stop, kicked the ball back a little, jumped behind it and then kicked it to try and make a goal.
The ball curved out in a big wide arc and headed straight for the goal. But it stopped directly in front of the goal and dropped to the ground.
Kurt looked at Jesus, who said, "You didn't know I had a goalie, did you?" Kurt smiled the biggest smile ever and hugged Jesus and they walked off of the field together.
Thanks for telling me that, Dad, I love you."
Anna
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