Myrtle M (Mert) McFaul. God has been very good to me. He has let me be born in a land that is free. I was born on November 5, 1930 on a country road that was dusty and dirty in Outagamie county, town of Ellington, with no electricity we had, way back then. Gust and Elva Behm were my father and mother. Then came Gordon, my eldest brother. A move to New London came soon after. And along came Donald, with his childish laughter. Gary came next, so there were three younger guys. Then came Linda (she was a pleasant surprise).
On December, 23 1948 I married my lover, my friend. The kind of guy, on whom I could depend. Five children I bore with him, though sad to say; one was stillborn, he came that way. Our first was Becky, she caused us to worry. At a weight of 2 pounds, hospital staff did scurry. A will to live, a heartbeat strong; she left the hospital before too long. Next came Tom, a shy quiet lad. To this day he reminds me of Dad. Danny was born but God knew best, even before he was born, God gave him rest. Then there was Steve, now what can I say, home life was fun, Steve made it that way. Lee is the youngest, the last one we had, we had to have one who would be like his dad. They all got married, so the family it grew. We got Ron, a guy true blue. Then Lorraine, Tammy and Linda too. They gave us grandchildren, eleven in all, and all but three carried the name “McFaul”. Those three are Amadors, in case you should wonder, Becky married Ron Amador “let no man put asunder”. Next came great grandchildren, there were three that Great-Grandpa Rollie got to see. Then God wanted Rollie, though he fought to the end. But God won out and He took my lover, my friend. Now there are more great-grands. They are all joys. 23 in all, 12 girls and 11 boys. Some people speak of their in-laws as if they are bad. Mine were the best that I could have had. Zwicker Knitting Mill, now there was a name, For twenty years I worked there, gone now, a shame. Then something went wrong, this just shouldn’t be; God took our daughter before he took me. I’ve missed her so much, she was one of a kind. She was gone from my sight, but not from my mind. Ten years after Becky left us, our beloved Ron also died. Many health problems had plagued him, now he is by her side. I spent the last years of my life doing things a widow does, visiting family and friends, doing wild and crazy things, just because. I bowled, I danced, I knit, I traveled, after losing loved ones I felt pretty unraveled.
To my extended family and friends who’ve been so devoted, I want to let you know “Hey, I’ve just been promoted”. If you must cry for me, let the tears fall and then, just tell me you love me, and get on with your life again. Don’t worry about me, this life has come to an end, I’ve gone to be with my lover, my friend.
A funeral service for Mert will be held on Tuesday, June 24, 2014 at 7:00 p.m. at the Cline & Hanson Funeral Home in New London with Rev. Kate Croskery-Jones officiating. Burial will be in Northport Ostrander Cemetery in the Town of Mukwa. A visitation for Mert will be held at the funeral home on Tuesday from 4 p.m. until the time of the service.