Rodarmer, Steven Robert

Steven Robert Rodarmer, age 36 of White Cloud, passed away unexpectedly on Tuesday, September 4, 2007 in Montcalm County.  Steven was born in Grand Rapids to Jack and Cathy (Schultz) Rodarmer.  Steven has been a lifelong resident of the White Cloud area where he graduated from White Cloud High School and had worked for Mid State Utilities.  Steven married Melissa Mathews on November 4, 1995 in White Cloud.  Steven enjoyed living on Diamond Lake where he was an avid water skier and enjoyed golfing and football.  Steven especially enjoyed spending time with his children and family.

Steven is survived by his wife, Melissa; his children, Austin Rodarmer, Blake Rodarmer, Jacqueline Rodarmer all of White Cloud; his parents, Jack & Cathy Rodarmer of White Cloud; grand parents, Jack (Vida) Rodarmer of Gun Lake; Ellen Lundy of Elmira, Michigan; his brothers and their families, Jason (Robin) Rodarmer and children, Kiara and Alexis Rodarmer of White Cloud; Jacque (Rachel) Robinson and son Noah Robinson of White Cloud; his mother-in-law, Marian Price of White Cloud; several aunts, uncles, and cousins.  Steven was preceded in death by his maternal grandmother, Bonnie Schultz.

VISITATION : Thursday from 2-4 & 6-8 at Crandell Funeral Home – White Cloud Chapel.  FUNERAL SERVICES : Friday at 1pm at the Crandell Funeral Home – White Cloud Chapel.  INTERMENT : Lincoln Township Cemetery.  MEMORIAL CONTRIBUTIONS : Steven R. Rodarmer Children’s Fund, C/O Crandell Funeral Home.  Friends may send a condolence or share a memory with the family online at www.crandellfh.com. 

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WE MISS YOU

It broke our hearts to lose you, but

You didn’t go alone.

Part of us went with you the day

God took you home.

If tears could build a stairway and

Heartaches make a lane, we’d walk a

Path to heaven to be with you again.

When you come to the edge of all the light that you know and about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things will happen—there will be something solid to stand on or we will be taught to fly.

When I must leave you

For a little while,

Please do not grieve

And shed wild tears

And hug your sorrow

To you through the years,

But start out bravely

With a gallant smile;

And for my sake

And in my name

Live on and do

All the things the same,

Feed not your loneliness

On empty days,

But fill each waking hour

in useful ways,

Reach out your hand

In comfort and in cheer

And I in turn will comfort

You and hold you near;

And never, never

Be afraid to die,

For I am waiting

for you in the sky.

Helen Steiner Rice

YOU WERE LOVED & THOUGHT OF!!

AJK 2007