Dean & Georgie

Dean Miller—A memorial by his son

This is a memorial to the life of a great and noble soul--my father, Lawrence Dean Miller. He prefered to be called Dean or officially, L. Dean Miller. For the last fifteen years of his life he and I, Larry (his one and only son), grew very close together. Maybe it was part of his feeling more vulnerable as a part of aging or because of the mental decline of his wife, my mother, Georgie Miller (d. 2005). This is a small tribute to the passing of a geat soul who for 88 years championed the way of peace, political and social justice, organic agriculture, natural health living, and so much more. From the time my dad drew in his first breath that long ago July 5th day in 1919 to the moment he exhaled his last breath the night of December 30th, 2007, he lived a full life that simply cannot be contained in these paragraphs, but I'll try.

My father came from humble beginnings. Born into a central Illinois farming community (Mode, IL) , he entered into the 20th century on July 5, 1919. His father stern, his mother warm and loving, this somehow nutured him in his formative years. But he did yearn for more. By age 16, dad felt a calling from God to go to China as a missionary. Overcoming his father's objections and obstacles, Dad managed to finish high school and even college. His father didn't support him financially or emotionaly at college. During that time, 1940-44, this was a daunting task for anyone to go to college, let alone a poor farmer's kid from the sticks! From Indiana Central College he went on to divinity school in Dayton, Ohio, to Yale to study Chinese language. Alas, poor China would not receive this noble soul. With all my dear father's striving to do all these things so that he could help the Chinese people. it was all in vain. 1948 brought Mao to power. It also changed direction for Dad. (Interestingly, I, his son, would bring some fulfillment to his karma with China in the 1980's when I sent some time teaching English in Taiwan and then later visiting Mainland China.)

This redirection pointed my dad to Puerto Rico in the early 1950s. There he paired up with my mother, Georgie Miller. She was a nurse at the church camp El Guacio. They soon after married and were off to the Philippines as a missionary couple by 1952. From 1952 to 1964 they served with great love and affection for the mountain people of Luzon (main island ). My sisters and I carry many fond memories. of these by-gone days. Their self-less love and service were almost like accounts described in the New Testament Bible. Words cannot even begin to convey the real experience they and we lived.

The 1960's came in with a roar. Times were a'changing, for the world and for us. The bullets that cut down JFK that cold November afternoon in Dallas in 1963 tore through the fabric of my father's world . This event plus the fact that Jeanette and Diana were entering puberty brought home the need to return to the States. So not only did the Beatles take the U.S. by storm in 1964, but so did the Dean Miller family! In the Philippines my dad had been revered as an agricultural missionary person, and, of course, my mom as a nurse, but here in America he was just another preacher. In his case he was a radical pastor. He strongly advocated social justice to the underdogs (blacks and Hispanics primarily). He also spoke out against the war in Vietnam. In Bible-belt America of the 1960's these were a deadly mix for any preacher wanting a steady job. So like a band of gypsies our family moved from church to church. From 1964 to 1968 we moved three times, from Arlington Heights, IL, to Bonfield, IL, to Freeport, IL.

My mom put her foot down by the beginning of 1969. My dad took a sabatical which for all practical purposes was a complete retirement from active preaching duty at this time. We moved into our own home on Galena Street in the summer of '69. In that home, during a period of 8 years, my family went through some major transformation. We all learned TM there, got into Shaklee there, but, most importantly for my dad, he (and we) got into Wonder-Life there. My dad was so excited by this organic farming program. It was a new life, a new direction. He embraced it and went into the world and preached it.

By 1977 my dad felt compelled to move us once again. This time for Wonder-Life. Jeanette and Diana were out of the nest now and it was just Cathy, my mom and me that followed dad to Chenoa in Central Illinois. It was a true return to his farming roots to move out to a 2-1/2 acre homestead. He tested WonderLlife farming methods on our gardens. Cathy and I went off to college. I returned in 1982 to find that Wonder-Life had morphed into a bigger company. Dad no longer worked for that company. Something had died in him as a result. But they had Shaklee. He and my mom poured their lives into Shaklee. The 1980's were a time of conventions in Hawaii and Europe and meeting after meeting.

By 1989 we decided to move to Chicago. Moving into a humble bungalow home on the Chicago north side, we settled down for some heady times ahead. In Chicago things started out well but did not end well. By 1995 I was married and had kids. Poor mom started showing signs of some form of memory loss. Our business started going down. By 1998 by means of some miracle, we managed to get a three flat apartment building. Now we—my family and my parents—could be under one roof. This was a dream come true for me. Unfortunately things progressively grew worse. In 2003 we lost our Shaklee business and Mom was completely in the throes of Alzheimers or dementia.

We moved again. My wife and kids and in-laws moved out of Chicago near Elgin, IL. I was determined to take care of my folks so I took them out to Jeanette's home in California. From 2004 to 2005 I cared for my mom and dad. Sadly mom died in May of 2005. I stayed on to care for my dad until 2006. I decided to bring Dad back to my home in Illinois in June of '06. I worked by night and took care of him by day. It was rough but I loved it. I loved having him around. He was someone I could talk to about ideas. We grew even more close. But then that fateful hour came. Dad slipped into the heavenly realm that day in December. So much a part of me went with him. I still feel a deep emptiness although I know he is happier now. The loss of the physical is such a real, tangible thing to lose. I miss our sharing of ideas and other things. Dad and Mom, I miss you both so much!

Larry Miller

Georgina Collazo Miller

Georgie & Jeanette

Dear family and friends,

Georgina Collazo Miller (Georgie) passed away the evening of May 21, 2005. She died peacefully while in her son Larry's arms.

We had been saying a slow farewell to the Georgie we all knew and loved for the last ten years since the onset of Alzheimers. She continued to be sweet and loving til her passing. She had a very debilitating stroke in February of 2005 and was put on hospice care in Jeanette and Paul's home outside of San Diego, CA. Larry and Jeanette have been Georgie's and Dean's main caregivers since moving out to California in May of 2004.

We are so greatful for all the years we had with Georgie and will miss her presence greatly. We will always remember her vivacious personality and her compassionate heart. She took in strangers and fed them, sent clothing to those in need and always had an open home to share. She would hug and kiss strangers to the mortification of her kids. Now we understand that her spirit could not be contained. She was an angel of unbounded light. She loved all of you.

Georgie (Mom) always wanted to write a book about her life and its many adventures. Unfortunately, this book never got written. But it can be said that she would have wanted to be remembered as a courageous young woman who came to the U.S. from Puerto Rico as a student nurse and received the key to the city of Philadelphia, PA.

She would also love to be remembered as the young newly wed traveling to an unknown land as a missionary and nurse. While in the Philippines, she grew to love the people and country as she ministered to the sick in a small clinic. Sometimes she would hike far into the mountainous countryside to nurse and deliver babies.

In the 1970's Georgie had foresight to see that a healthy body could be cultivated through food supplements and simple foods. Shaklee came into our lives and for over 25 years or so allowed them to share this way of life with many people. They were able to travel and prosper.

She always loved her family and friends in Pueto Rico and if she had been able she would have spent more time there visiting in these twilight years of her life.

Her love of God, the church, and music were primary in her life. Her face would light up in church when the music played and the voices joined together in praise.

As mentioned earlier, Georgie desired to write a book, which, alas, never bore fruit. It is safe to say that all her children share a collective guilt of not doing their part in bringing it to fruition. But as a tribute, we invite any and all of you who carry special memories or thoughts of our beloved Georgie to please write it down and send it to us. As we are all so far apart (geographically speaking), this can be our way of sharing in love and appreciation. We will enjoy reading your sweet memories about her. We know she will be pleased. Eventually we will compile all these missives and make the book of living memories she always wanted.

With her decline, she and Dean seemed to have faded from many of our lives. For now Dean is living at Larry's home. Larry hopes to take Dean to visit his boyhood home in Shelbyville, IL. He has two brothers and one sister surviving. Dean turns 87 in 2006, God willing.

Here are her brothers and sisters names:
1) Oldest sister Lydia Rivera (around 90 and still living)
2) Angel Collazo (deceased older brother)
3) Pepe Collazo (deceased brother)
4) Pancha (deceased sister)
5) Cando Collazo (living)
6) Georgie
7) Reuben Collazo (living younger brother)
8) Moning (living younger sister)
9) Titi (youngest living sister)

"Georgie and Dean were just like glue. They always stuck together.

"No matter when I saw Georgie, she would always welcome me with a warm hug. She and Dean contributed so much to the Shaklee family.

"Georgie did my first Spanish meeting graciously, because being Black, I needed all the help I could get to communicate to my group. Both their kindnesses will never be forgotten!"

God Bless,
Theresa V. Smith
Chicago

Most of the things I remember from my childhood aren't all happy memories. My parents divorced when I was still a baby, and my mom's family was still in the Philippines. So I really didn't have family in Chicago. I was too young at the time to appreciate the welcome and opportunities our church family gave my mom and me, but one family that really became family were the Millers.

Grandpa Dean and Grandma Georgie and Uncle Larry basically took us in even before my mom and uncle Larry got married. Grandma Georgie and Grandpa Dean treated me as if I was their real grand-daughter.

I remember when my mom worked the night shift at the bank downtown and Uncle Larry stayed at our apartment to babysit me. Grandma Georgie always made sure Uncle Larry brought me something to eat. My favorite dish was her homemade lasagna.

Other memories of her were the times she'd fill up my kiddie pool (even when Grandpa Dean would get mad) and play with me in the backyard while she gardened.

Oh, yes, the Shaklee meetings. Every week the Millers would have Shaklee meetings at their home. I'm pretty sure having a six year old running around was very obnoxious, but Grandma Georgie always encouraged me to run around, jump on the trampoline, and sing.

As time passed by , Grandma Georgie started to get sick. Although her memory worsened, she still remembered my name and my two baby brothers, Keith and Brian. When her condition really got bad , my mom always reminded us that even though she was sick, she was still Grandma Georgie.

My mom always would say that because of all Grandma's kindness to others during her life that she would go straight to heaven. Grandma Georgie was one of the most caring, giving, sharing and loving people that ever lived! She will never be forgotten. She will always be missed. There is no doubt in my mind that my mom was right—Grandma Georgie lives in Heaven now.

In loving memory,
Sarah (and Keith & Brian)

In the Philippines, I well remember several times when you all stayed with us, Velaine (our oldest), Diana, and Maureen ( our second). Now you are all grown up and truly very peaceful, most delightful, caring, and loving.

Once, Georgie and I were riding out to Camp John Hay to meet the gals for lunch. We talked about disciplining children. She told me that she had been taught as a child that if you ever smacked or spanked or touched a child in any way to discipline him/her, that it meant you did not love them. It was a precious time to share about children. She truly loved each of you so very much and never showed favoritism as far as I knew.

I loved her laugh! Her eyes would sparkle! She loved people! I never heard her say an unkind word about anyone—except a couple times when she was disturbed with her husband!!!!! Her home was always open to anyone and everyone. All were made welcome!

The last time I saw your dear mother was when Bill and I stopped at their home in Chicago some years back. When we arrived, we were greeted with hugs and big smiles from your dad and mom. I remarked, "Let's really enjoy each other because I'll never come back to Chicago again and we may never see each other again". This came true. That was the last we saw of your folks and we did enjoy our time with them. I expect to see your mother in heaven, however!

Georgie and I had some good sharing times and I hold those dear to me. She was a missionary all her life, not just in the P.I. Her joy of people was evident even when you talked on the phone to her. She made you feel good just by the sound of her voice! She shall be missed by her host of friends! Thanks so much for giving us the opportunity of sharing our love for Georgie!

Love to all and prayers,
Vivian and Bill

I wanted to write something about your wife, mother, and my friend, Georgie Miller. What a wonderful woman and human being. I think of her often and, in fact, just about every time I see my son, William—because her hands helped to bring him into the world along with how many countless babies she brought into the world.

But that is not my first memories of Georgie. I remember the early Freeport years...Meeting your family was the best thing that happened to the Ping family...Your family was vivacious and fun and everyone was always smiling and laughing in your house. And the smells of cooking were wonderful. I was a young girl, about 13 I think, when I met you all. And after the first meeting, it was as if we had known each other all our lives. I think it was my second home.

Georgie, I think my first real contact with her was the day she pierced my ears—now, all the other kids getting their ears pierced would come out wearing a little stud or something like that. But Georgie said no you gotta wear the string, and so she put that in my ears and I had to wear it—maybe 2 or 3 weeks, and I am not sure to this day why—but I think it had to do with the piercing not being able to close forever—because mine never did. And I know she pieced all of the girls in my family. Anyway, every time I put in an earring I think about this.

And Georgie, she was always smiling and laughing like a little girl. I don't think she lost that part of her childhood. She always had a hug and a kiss for me. I spent alot of time around her, as I visited your home. She was like a second mother to me—and when I strayed from my family at one point, I could see the worry in her eyes, as well.

My next memories of Georgie were of the baby shower she had for me at her home. I was so scared back then, but she did not judge me or turn me away and I was only 16 when I was pregnant. She still always had a hug for me. And one night, it was Wednesday in church, I went into labor, and she said it will be a while yet, but she was going to check on me the next day from her work. She worked as an industrial nurse, I believe, at the time.

Georgie, Sue, William & Peggy

But all the next day she called to check on me and came to see me after work, and I was scared and I was having my first born at home. It was a slow labor for me and Georgie was there with me, and she assisted doctor Rachey and nurse Peggy Mallott. But I will never forget in the first hours it was so hard for me and I was so tired—it was 2 AM Friday—and she got in front of me, and Peggy behind me, and they raised me up and Georgie held my hands and brought me forward with each contraction, until William finally came.

And afterwards, she wrapped me in swaddling—it felt like I was in a coccoon, but it was the most comfortable feeling, and I remember sleeping so well with this on. And the next morning she came back to check on me and I had my picture taken with her and the baby.

Once you meet Georgie you are full of her. Her kind spirit is so strong and she left me with a lot of hope for good things to happen.

Now I am 50 years old. I have been a nurse for 23 years. I think I was a bit influenced for that by Georgie. And each time was faced with the delivery of a baby, I thought about Georgie. And in fact, I had my second baby at home.

Georgie is always going to be with us. I know the last years were difficult for her and the family, but I know she was happy to be with all of you.

We were all like one big happy family for years. I would not trade that for anything. And all the that Georgie had or did—I'm sure she passed on to her children.

You were all a part of Georgie. You all had her smile and her laughter and I know she passed on a lot more of herself into all of you.

So she is, and always will be, an active spirit in your family. You only need to look at each other to see this.

She was a great and wonderful woman. I was blessed to know her. I have never met anyone like her. She will never be forgotten in my family, as none of you will ever be forgotten by the Pings.

I loved Georgie Miller. She will be in my heart forever. I look forward to meeting her again one day.

Take care of yourselves. Take care of Dean, because I always remember them as Dean and Georgie (as one). What a lucky family you were to have her.

God Bless,
Susan Ping Raney

Things we remember about Georgie:

1) We first met her in Fairfield, Iowa when we came to visit Lenora and Jay and family. She was a very beautiful and soft-spoken lady.
2) Very cordial and friendly.
3) Selling her beloved Shaklee which we used for many years.
4) A devoted wife, mother and grandmother.
5) Going to Iowa to attend things that her grandchildren were involved in.
6) Making the trip to West Virginia when our daughter Lenora got married.
7) Staying down at my sister Angie's house before the wedding.
8) Helping get things set up for the wedding before hand.
9) Coming to see us on her way to another state.
10) Coming to visit us when we visited Iowa when she was in town.
11) Stopping by her home in Chicago when we drove Cathy from Fairfield to Chicago after Lenora's graduation.
12) We loved her and Dean as one of the family.
13) All the newsletters she would send us at Christmas time on what happened thru each year with her, Dean and the family.

We will miss her very much and we think of you all the time. Hoping you and the family are alright.
Love to all,
Jay & Jobey
PS.....You are wonderful friends to our family there in Iowa. Wish you were all closer to us. Love and best wishes!

Georgie was such a special person. I can still see her warm smile and hear her laugh. I think I told you that when we first talked again after all those years, that I had Georgie's accent in mind when I tried out to sing the solo for "I want to Live in America." A friend I sing with asked me where I got the accent, because he thought it was right on. Pancho is from Mexico City. I told him that I remembered my friend's mother's voice and accent for inspiration.

I think of Georgie many mornings as I put earrings in because she pierced my ears. I also remember how much Georgie liked piercing my sister Mary's chubby earlobes.

As a nurse, Georgie was on guard watching over things at the hospital for us. She stopped a person from taking more blood from you, Diana, and they checked the orders and had them mixed up. Mom & Dad told me that they didn't know about Jan yet. As a nurse, Georgie picked up some of the papers in the E.R. and found out that Jan and Linda had died. I think that Mom felt better learning it from Georgie than from a stranger.

I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to have performed our wedding than Dean. When Dr. Metcalf was so mean about my false positive on the VD test which delayed our legal wedding date, Dean and Georgie were completely supportive. Georgie told us that she also got a false positive with a cold when they came back to the US and she was pregnant. I remember how upset Georgie was when she and Dean came out to perform our offical marriage as opposed to our celebration of marriage. Bart and I were working on the VW and were dirty and greasy. Georgie didn't think we should get married like that.

Georgie was like a second mother for me (but yet not interfering) when my parents moved back to Ohio and we were down Pleasant street at the little house. I always felt welcomed at a time that I was emotionally fragile—though I probably didn't realize it at the time.

Love,
Ann & Bart Stevning-Roe

After she came to Bonfield, Illinois, we became friends. We had a lot of fun together. We often went shopping together. Our family had six kids while she had four, and they all got along together.
Georgie would always cook spanish rice when we would come over. It was very good—so very good!

We both cried when they left Bonfield. But we always stayed good friends. She was always loving and caring for other people. I am glad I got to meet her.

We all had good laughs together. And Luther sometimes did not know if she was laughing at me or with me!

Love,

Viola and Luther Foltz

After Georgie moved to Freeport I could not understand why she would get up at 5:30 when she did not have to get up until 8:00. Georgie said she had to finish the chores from the day before, and get things lined up for the current day. After all these years, I think I now understand.

Love ,
Sharon Foltz

In the summer of 1967, we visited the Miller family. During our visit we decided to have our ears peirced. With ice cubes, potatoes, and sterilized needles my sister Donna and I got our ears peirced. That summer day our father's comment to us was, "If the Good Lord wanted you to have two more holes in your head, you would have been born that way!"

I also remember Georgie's great Spanish rice.

Love,
Doreen Foltz

I have so many wonderful memories of Georgie. After all, she came to our wedding in West Virginia. Such a beautiful wise soul—full of love and zest for living. She is now free and in the light.

My love and prayers are with you.

We love you,
Lenora & Jay, Gece and David

I know what it feels like to lose a mother. I imagine that it doesn't matter at what age one feels that loss; one always feels it strongly. You have my sympathy for the feelings of loss you must be experiencing.

I wanted to let you know how well I remember your mom in Chenoa, Illinois. She was always welcoming. She always made me feel not just comfortable , but welcome—as if she always enjoyed seeing me. I know her feeling was sincere and that is what made it so wonderful for me.
She was so lively! Funny too. I loved talking with her and talking about Jeanette with her. She loved all of you so much. How wonderful to have such a mother! I will remember her grace, humor, liveliness, and laugh with joy in my heart.

Love to you,
Jay Johnson

Our frienship began in 1965 when Rev. Dean Miller and his family moved to Bonfield, Illinois, on July 13 to serve our churches at Bonfield and Grand Prairie for two years. Georgie and I became very close friends, and we had many good times together. Our first social time together was when we had a birthday party for our Judy's 19th birthday on July 18 at the South Wilmington Sportsmen Club. The Miller family came, we had a group of some 30 relatives. We enjoyed boat riding, water skiing and swimming. Everyone had a good time, and we became better acquainted.

At that time I was sewing a lot, and made many dresses, as we didn't wear many slacks then. I had made a red dress for Georgie. We both liked red. We even dressed alike.

Georgie was a good nurse. She worked at our local hospital, and she also took care of the sick in their homes. I did volunteer service at the same hospital.

I shall always remember the morning of March 17, 1966. Georgie and I were helping clean our church, when she asked me to go with her to Puerto Rico to see her mother and family. I was so thrilled and excited! Georgie and I flew to San Juan, Puerto Rico on June 2, 1966. I had a great time meeting all of Georgie's family, and her many friends. I wish I could have spoken Spanish, but we made out ok—everyone was very friendly. We stayed nights with her former minister, Rev. and Mrs. Pedro Rosa and daughter, Sarai. Georgie's nephew drove us around visiting her family and sightseeing. We toured the Presbyterian Hospital & University where Georgie graduated in 1950. We even saw the clinic and shop where Dean had worked. Sarai and I flew to St. Thomas Island, spent the day touring the island and going to the beach, which was beautiful.

One evening Georgie and I went with the ministers wife, Miguelina, to the Women's Missionary Meeting at the church. No one was there to play the piano, so Georgie volunteered me to play which I did. Luckily, I knew all the songs, which they sang in Spanish. All went well, and I enjoyed the meeting and seeing all of Georgie's friends. After 20 days of touring and visiting, it was time to fly home. Dean and Frank were waiting for us in Chicago at the airport. What a wonderful trip we had together! I took all slide pictures. I wish I had pictures to send to you.

After getting back from the trip, I was busy making plans for Judy's wedding. Rev. Dean Miller married Judy Fecke and Lee Graf at Grand Prairie on August 29, 1966. It was a lovely wedding with 300 guests. Georgie helped me with the wedding and the reception.

Then the sad day came when the Miller family moved on June 28, 1967 to Freeport, Illinois, where they served at Trinity E.U.B. Church. I helped them pack to move. Dean and Larry left the day before to get the house ready in Freeport. Georgie said she would not leave unless I went with her. Early next morning I drove our car with some of the children with me. Viola Foltz followed me driving the Miller's car with Georgie. There were many tears shed when we said our goodbyes. Georgie was a very special friend, and we kept in touch.

Tribute To My Dear Friend Georgie

Friendship is a golden chain,
The links are friends so dear.
And like a rare and precious jewel,
It's treasured more each year.
It's clasped together firmly
With a love that's deep and true,
And it's rich with happy Memories
And fond recollections, too.
Time can't destroy its beauty
For, as long as memory lives,
Years can't erase the pleasure
That the joy of friendship gives.
For friendship is a Priceless Gift
That can't be bought or sold,
But to have an understanding Friend
Is worth far more than gold.
And the Golden Chain of Friendship
Is a strong and Blessed tie
Binding kindred hearts together
As the years go passing by.

Your Dear Friend,
Luella Fecke

Georgie had a wonderful life! She was an example of joy and warmth to all of us. We shall always remember her that way. She never had any selfish attitudes toward anyone; she shared all that she had, and that was a gift, a beautiful gift from God. We pray for all of you, that our Lord will give you strength in the midst of sorrow. "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me."

Love,
Jose and Rosita Rivera
Puerto Rico

Georgie was such a loving person. I felt her presence at the memorial service at the Montclair Church in Chicago. You would have been so proud of your grandchildren who spoke so much of their grandmother and how they loved her. My prayers go out to you and all the family. I'll remember the great times we had in Shaklee exchanging meetings and having fun. Dear friends will never be forgotten.
Sincerely with love,
Doris Johnson & family

A strong and lingering memory of Georgie Miller is that of a very warm, loving, generous human being. I particularly remember how she greeted me the second time we met. I thought that I barely knew her then, but she greeted me with an enthusiastic embrace that somewhat startled and overwhelmed a person with a Pennsylvania German background definitely not used to such demonstrativeness. Her affectionate nature is one that I remember with gratitude.

The dominant memory of Georgie is closely related—that of a caring and compassionate nurse—a virtue that grew out of her loving and giving nature. I often observed how considerately she took care of the people who came to the Clinic in Lubuagan, Kalinga, in the Mountain Province of the Philippines. Georgie truly knew how to minister to the sick and was always available to help people in need. Further, she not only tended the sick who came to the Clinic, but hiked to near and far barrios to minister to those not able to make the trip. In a nutshell, Georgie was healer par excellence, one of those wonderful persons who really use their gifts for the welfare of others. All of us who knew Georgie realize how fortunate we are to have known and loved such a remarkable person.

With loving memory,
Paul W. Diener

Georgie had been so vital--so full of energy when we knew you in the 1960s! We recall visiting you during our 1964-1965 Chicago study leave. We visited you in Lubuagan, Philippines, and you visited us in San Fernando, Philippines. May the peace of God be with you.
Love,
Arleen and Jim Rockwood

She was such a sweet, caring person. Lots of great memories.

Our love and prayers,
Lorraine L. Ulrich

Honoring
the beautiful memories
Celebrating
a gracious spirit
Remembering
a wonderful life.

We will never forget Georgie. She was one in a million! She always had a smile and a kind word for anyone she met. We will miss her very much.

Love and hugs,
Dave and Sara

Jewel and I appreciated your wife and mother so much. When we moved from Pennsylvania to Bonfield (IL), Dean and Georgie were so kind. We had a letter from Dean to welcome us even before we moved there.

We got involved with Shaklee products from Rueben and Viola Lehnus. Dean and Georgie were involved also and we attended several Shaklee meetings. Georgie was always so considerate and enthusiastic for Jesus and for Shaklee. We shall always be so greatful to the Lord for that because it has been a good thing for us.

More than anything though was the love Georgie had for the Lord Jesus
Christ. Her face radiated her love for the Saviour and attracted many people to the Lord. Her many kindnesses will always be remembered by Jewel and me and my family.

We send our sincere love and sympathy to all of you and your children. May the Lord richly bless you.

Much love to each of you in a special way.

Love in Christ,
Jewel and John McClimans and family
Linda Chally and Jerry, Leon and Darleen and girls,
Larry and his children,
Jarrod and Shanna and Leslie (Les)
Sheridan, Illinois

Love,
Jose and Rosita Rivera

You are in our thoughts. God gives us the strength in the hardest times. My sister is no longer with us, but remember you still have an aunt that loves you deeply. I'm sorry I couldn't be with you in person, but in my heart I keep you forever. I'm happy I saw her alive and I enjoyed seeing how you guys took care of my sister.
May God bless you.
Love,
Your Aunt Titi & family

Georgie had been so vital, so full of energy when we knew you in the 1960s! We recall visiting you during our 1964 - 1965 Chicago study leave and your seeing us there. Remember our Lubuagan, Philippines visit and your visit to see us in San Fernando, P.I. We know you have had some difficult years, just as we have had in our own way. Thank you for gracious care of Georgie. May the peace of God be with you.
Love,
Arleen and Jim Rockwood

When we think of the Millers we have many fond memories—having known Dean (or about him) from brothers over at Clarksburg, Illinois, near where we used to pastor. We met Georgie at East Bay Camp where we all worked with Senior High & College campers on Lake Bloomington, Illinois.

What a joy and delight to get acquainted and work with Georgie. She was so full of life, vim, vigor, and energy—a great sense of humor—a beautiful soul.

When we moved to a new charge in Freeport, Illinois, it was Georgie and Dean who greeted us right away and made us feel at home. With such dear acquaintances and friends, neither time nor space permits me to list the many, many wonderful visits, great Puerto Rican dishes which we still enjoy from Georgie having shared her recipes, and our worshipping together Sunday after Sunday plus working together in an exciting coffee-house ministry with free health clinic and many other ministries coming from the 215 E. Stephenson St. facilities.

Our hearts go out to the Millers, but rejoice with them that Georgie is out of pain and enjoying her precious rewards in Heaven with her heavenly Father, God and Son Jesus.
God Bless!!
Bill and Mary Beth Ping

Where does one start to let you know that my heart aches for you and your family. Georgie was such a loving person. I felt her presence at the memorial service at the Montclair Church in Chicago. You would have been so proud of your grandchildren who spoke so much of their grandmother and how they loved her. My prayers go out to you and all the family. I'll remember the great times we had in Shaklee exchanging meetings and having fun. Dear friends will never be forgotten.
Sincerely with love,
Doris Johnson & family

Jeanette's email : jnworland@yahoo.com

Larry's email: antares1958l@yahoo.com

Dean, Cathy, Larry, Jeanette & Georgie

If you care to write about anything to any of us, please write in care of
Jeanette Worland
25488 Rancho Barona Rd
Ramona, California 92065

We are thankful for all of you in our lives. Please do communicate.

This page was created by and is hosted by Robert Bike. Georgie was like a second mom to me for many years. And Dean was a good man. Last updated Friday, April 4, 2008 .

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