Surnames: Brost, Malik, Elpert, Smith, Thurs, Hardinger, Kilty, Schultz, Schaefer, Wetterau, Rogers, McBride

----Source: Marshfield News Herald (Marshfield, Wood County, Wis.) Tue, May 10, 2005

Brost, Vernon T. (11 Oct. 1926 - 8 May 2005)

UNITY, WIS. - Vernon T. Brost 78, Unity, Wisconsin, died Sunday, May 8, 2005, surrounded by his family, at Saint Joseph's Hospital palliative care unit.

Funeral services will be at 11:30 a.m. Wednesday, May 11, 2005, at St. Mary's Catholic Church in Colby. The Rev. John Malik will officiate.

Burial will be in St. Mary's Catholic Cemetery in Colby. Pallbearers will be Jesse Elpert, Jeff Brost, Russ Smith, Kenneth Thurs, Floyd Hardinger, Jeff Kilty, John Brost and Bob Brost.

Visitation will be from 4 p.m. to 8 p.m. today at Community Funeral Home in Colby, with a prayer service at 7:30 p.m.

Vernon was born Oct. 11, 1926, in Rozellville to Leo and Elsie (Schultz) Brost. He attended Rozellville Schools. Vernon and Orlinda Schaefer were married May 26, 1955, and later divorced. He worked as a cheesemaker for Mullins Cheese Factory in Riplinger until he retired in 1988. He was a member of St. Mary's Catholic Church.

Vernon is survived by his children, Ronald (Marilyn) Brost of Unity, Randy Brost of Unity, Rodger (Kim) Brost of Victorville, Calif., Renee (James) Elpert of Unity, Roxanne (Paul) Wetterau of Spencer, Rosalee (Mark) Rogers of Unity and Rhonda (Richard) McBride of Unity; 23 grandchildren; 14 great-grandchildren; and his brothers and sisters, Roman Brost of Neillsville, Rita (Floyd) Hardinger of Hewitt, Marion (Kenneth) Thurs of Janesville and Jerome (Barb) Brost of Chili.

He was preceded in death by his parents and a special friend, Carmen Elpert.

There is a tree that grows straight and tall.

It has grown through many years.

It has grown through laughter and tears.

Its branches are many, and grow strength for one another.

It is a tree like no other.

Sometimes a branch will die to make room for new growth.

But please don't cry and please don't weep.

For its roots are strong where beneath the ground they will forever creep.

You are part of that tree.

You are a part of me, sent to add new growth to our family tree.

So even though I am gone, stay and make our tree grow strong.

For on the limbs grow my love, as I look down on you from our home above.

By Marilyn Brost