Mt. Olive Township, Mrs. Christine Marie (Brobst) Rhinesmith, 49, died on August 20, 2016 in Miami, FL. She was born in Denville and grew up in Budd Lake, and lived in Blairstown before moving to Budd Lake 3 years ago. She was a retired marketing director for M & M Mars in Hackettstown many years ago, and was a avid traveler. She held her Master’s Degree in Business from Mobile University, in Alabama.
She was predeceased by her husband Christopher James Rhinesmith in 2004. She is survived by her daughter Brooke Alexis Rhinesmith of Budd Lake, mother Katherine I Brobst of Budd Lake. She also leaves her sister Deborah (and William) Brobst, brothers; Lorin Brobst, Raymond Brobst, sister-in-law Leah Rhinesmith, mother & father-in-law Peter & Ginger Rhinesmith, all of Budd Lake, brother John (and Billie Jo) Brobst of Bangor, PA, and brother-in-law Timothy (and Dolly)Rhinesmith of Costa Rica, and many nieces and nephews.
Friends may visit at the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com) on Friday from 2 – 4 & 7 – 9 pm. Her Funeral Service will be held on Saturday 10 am at the Funeral Home, with the interment to follow at the Stanhope Union Cemetery in Mt. Olive Twp. Donations may be made in Brooke’s name for her college fund, c/o the Funeral Home.
Roxbury Township, Mr. Chester L Scudder, Jr, 60, died on August 18, 2016 at his home in Succasunna. He was born in Ledgewood and lived in Roxbury Township all of his life. He was a Postal Carrier in Ledgewood and Succasunna for many years. He was a graduate of Roxbury High School, a historian of American Indians, played the banjo, and loved animals.
He is survived by his wife Anita B Vescio of 11 years, son Brian Lee Scudder of Mine Hill, and daughter Kathryn Vescio of MA.
Private arrangements are by the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com)
Mr. Patrick J. Henry, 50, of Hackettstown, NJ, died on August 11, 2016 at Palisades Hospital in North Bergen. He was born in Jamaica, Queens, NY and grew up in Mt. Arlington. He was a 1984 graduate of Roxbury High School. For most of his adult life, he specialized in Printer/Copier repair. He was most noted for having been employed by both Xerox and IBM. He visited/worked in almost all 50 states and had lived in New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Georgia, Nevada and Alabama before moving to Hackettstown 14 months ago. He was a member of the Elks Club in Mount Arlington and an avid speaker for Hope House providing education to the community in Morris County.
He is survived by his 2 daughters, Fallan Victoria and Marin Nicole of Opelika, AL, his father Patrick T. Henry of Mt. Arlington, 2 brothers Thomas and James, sister Jennifer and her family, and former wife Amy Lynn Werdann of AL. He will be dearly missed by many family members and friends.
Private arrangements are by the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com)
A 10:00 AM Mass will be held Thursday 18, August 2016 at Our Lady of the Lake Church, 8 Windermere Avenue, Mount Arlington, N. J. 07856 .
In lieu of flowers, a contribution may be made in Patrick J. Henry’s name to Hope House, 19-21 Belmont Avenue, Dover, N.J. 07802 for a confirmation include name and address.
Mine Hill, NJ Miriam R Krueger, 86, died on July 30, 2016 at the Compassionate Care Hospice in Dover. She was born in Mt. Vernon, NY and grew up along the St. Lawrence River in Goose Bay, NY, with her sister, Margaret. After their mother, Anne Dolan was widowed they were raised by their maternal Aunt and Uncle along with their cousin, John.
Miriam joined her mother and sister, Margaret in NYC after graduating from high school. In 1957, while living in NYC she met her husband, Paul. They married and raised their family in Wharton until retiring to Cape Coral, FL in 1984. She resided at Mt. Arlington Senior Living for the past five years.
She was one of Jehovah’s Witnesses and lived and shared her faith and beliefs with others out of love for them and Jehovah.
Miriam was predeceased by her husband Paul Krueger III, of 53 years, in 2010, then her brother-in-law, William Leask of New York in 2014 and her cousin, John Coleman of New York in 2015. She is survived by her sister, Margaret Leask of New York, her three children; Eileen (and Gary) Rees of Mine Hill, Paul IV (and Jean) Krueger of Culpeper, VA, and Steve (and Candi) Krueger of Hopatcong, her five grandchildren; Paul Krueger V, Colin Krueger (and his fiancé Crystal Howard), and Keely Krueger of Culpeper, VA, Lacey Krueger of Milwaukee, WI, and Hailey Krueger of Hopatcong, along with eight nieces and two nephews and their families.
Friends may visit at the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna, 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com) on Friday, August 5, from 3 – 5 or 7 – 9 pm. The Funeral Service will be held on Saturday, August 6, 10 am at the Funeral Home with the interment to follow at the Pleasant Hill Cemetery in Chester.
Budd Lake resident,
Beloved husband, father, and grandpa
Mr. William Richard “Bill” Adams, 84, died on July 30, 2016 at his home. He was born in Trenton and lived in Ewing before moving to Budd Lake 45 years ago. He served in the U S Navy during the Korean War. Bill was a renaissance man, he could do anything. Rebuild cars, build additions on houses, he could do welding, woodworking, and most anything he wanted to try. Bill loved the beach and riding his motorcycle; he enjoyed fishing, reading, traveling and most of all, being the biggest cheerleader for his wife at trapshooting competitions. He worked as a car mechanic, owner of a service station in Ewing, a handyman, and sales person. He could sell anything: cars, windows, waterproofing, but what he loved most was selling real estate.
Bill is survived by his wife Kolleen (Kish) Adams of 44 years, his three sons and their families: Jason and Weena, Jeffrey and Brandee and their sons Skyler and Ethan, and Christian and Christina and their children, son Mason and daughter Elliana. Bill was dearly loved and will be missed by many.
Friends may visit at the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com) on Wednesday from 6 – 8 pm, with Military Honors at 7:30 pm.
Roxbury Township, Mrs. Marjorie H Denner, 87, died on July 21, 2016 at St Clare’s Hospital in Dover. She was born in Morristown and grew up in Denville. She then lived in Berkshire Valley before moving to Succasunna 42 years ago. She was a homemaker and loved traveling the United States, gardening, cooking, was an avid reader, and had a humorous way of seeing life. She was also very involved in helping her family. She is now with the love of her life. May she and dad watch over us always.
She was predeceased by her husband Francis H Denner, Jr in 2003, and is survived by her 6 children; Francis Denner, III of CO, Susan Snyder of PA, Cristina Reed at home, Melinda “Mindy” Kemp of Rockaway, Robin Denner and Michael Smith, also at home. She also leaves her sister-in-law Ella Jane Denner of Netcong, 7 grandchildren, and 6 great grandchildren.
Private arrangements are by the Davis and Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main St, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com).
Roxbury Township, Douglas E Jones, 54, died on July 9, 2016 at home in Succasunna. He was born in Rockville Center, NY and lived in Succasunna all of his life. Early on he was a clerk & cashier at the Bedminster Cumberland Farms, later he did security work. His hobbies were with C B radio’s and anything to do with electronics or the technology field. He loved spending time with friends and family and always reached out in an above and beyond way to help others.
He was predeceased by his father Edward L Jones, Jr. in 1996 and is survived by his mother Norma C Jones of Succasunna, brothers; Donald Jones and David Jones, both of Succasunna, sister; Debbie Wood of Ledgewood, niece Jessie Wood of Ledgewood, and nephew Jake Wood of Tinton Falls, NJ.
Friends may visit at the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com) on Wednesday from 10-11 am. The Funeral Service will be held at 11 am, at the funeral home.
Randolph. Joe Buttafuoco, 93, died on Friday, July 1, 2016 at home, in the company of the people he loved. He was born in East Paterson and lived in Brookyln, Wayne, and Mt. Arlington before moving to Randolph a year ago. He served in the US Navy during the second World War. He worked in quality control at New Dye, and on the trucking docks at Arrow Carrier, in addition to renovating The Mark Restaurant, The Millbrook Barn, The Black River Barn, The Pizza Pub, Cinders Wood Fire Grill, and The Rockaway River Barn, with his sons.
He is survived by his wife of 68 years, Millie; sons Jay, Glenn and Dean; daughter Janice Clark; brother Andy; two daughters in law, Lucille and Suzel; seven grandchildren and three great grandchildren.
Family and friends are invited to celebrate Joe’s life at the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna (973-584-7264) on Sunday, July 3, from 2:00pm – 6:00pm.
Please visit davishepplewhitefh.com for directions, and for the rest of Joe’s story on their obituaries page.
Joe had such a beautifully successful life.
He was born into a Sicilian-American family in 1923. He grew up with four brothers. When their parents divorced, their dad, a true renaissance man, raised the boys himself. Joe remembered his father as his hero, the best guy in the world, who cooked, kept house, worked full time, loved his kids like crazy, and was always immaculate in his dress.
Times got tough in America when Joe hit graduation from 8th grade. The depression was in full swing, and Joe, as well as most of his friends, went to work instead of high school, out of necessity. By pulling together, the family made it through the 1930’s.
Nineteen forty one saw the entry of the US into World War Two, and Joe answered the call of duty and adventure and enlisted in the Navy. He was trained as a gunner, and he was fortunate to receive stateside posts He was trained as a gunner at bases in the Great Lakes, Virginia and New Orleans, where, in his own words, he worked hard, and played just as hard. At the end of the war he was discharged and given 5 cents a mile by Uncle Sam to make his way home.
That’s where he found Millie. He always said it was love at first sight. “I saw her, and I asked the guy I was with who she was,” Joe reminisced, “He told me that was the girl he was dating. Well, I told him that was the girl I was going to marry!” He took her out. She really liked him, so she did what smart girls do; she went to check out his family. She met Joe’s dad, and she thought,”Wow, what a great guy! Maybe Joe will be just like him!” (Luckily, he was.) Then she did what all good girls did in those days; she brought him home so her family could check him out. They liked him. But then, what was there about Joe that anyone could have disliked?
Millie & Joe got married one fine June day in 1948. They had a church wedding in Hawthorne, and a nice big party afterwards. Millie’s nephew’s band played dance music. They had a honeymoon in Atlantic City, well before casinos, when it was a hotspot beach resort. Joe carried Millie over the threshold of their new home in the top floor of a two family house in Totowa. They started with nothing, Millie recalls. But they had gotten $200 in wedding presents, and they went out the next day and bought pots and pans. They spent every dime. Millie was worried, but Joe said to his new wife, for the first of what was to be about a million times, “Don’t worry about anything, Mil…everything is going to be fine. I’ll take care of it.” And for the first of what was to be about a million times, Millie put her faith in him, and she was not disappointed, for she had married a man who was humble, honest, perseverant, uncomplaining, wise, dedicated, respectful, full of fun, and truly noble.
Joe exemplified the word humble by never making himself out to be anything other than who he truly was. So many people spend their lives trying to get people to notice them, trying to be big shots of one sort or another. Not Joe.
Joe was unquestionably, unabashedly honest. He called every ball exactly as he saw it. He told his truth all the time, quietly and clearly, without arrogance, and with no drama. His life, uncomplicated by design, afforded him the privilege of being able to tell his truth from the mountaintops whenever he wanted, full speed ahead and damn the torpedoes.
Joe was perseverant beyond words. He just kept going. He was like one of those great big iron freight engines that just kept pulling along. He worked long and steadily. Pretty quietly, too, except when something needed to be said, and then he was an eloquent man of few words. He preferred to do things than to be busy talking about them.
And he never, ever, ever complained. Everything was always great, according to Joe. Everything was great whether things were smooth, or desperately, totally messed up. Everything was great whether he or anyone else was the picture of health or a mental or physical wreck. Everything was great whether he had all the time in the world or the deadline was yesterday. His optimism and refusal to admit that anything could get in his way was really something else.
Joe, in his wisdom, had a really great sense of who was trustworthy and who wasn’t. He had infinite patience for those he trusted, and none at all for those who were sheisters. He followed the rules after looking long and hard at the rules. If there was a nonsense rule, he left that one for other people to follow; he just went his own way, the way that was right according to his own conscience.
Joe’s dedication was legendary. Few people can put their minds to a task and accomplish it the way Joe could. He could block out everything else in order to make one thing work. For example, he bought, in 1970, an 11 acre vegetable farm in West Milford. He made it look like it was about having a great garden, but Millie and their kids always knew that deep down it was really more about the family’s doing a great thing all together. Joe decided that they were going to do this thing, and that nothing would get in the way. Joe’s teenagers didn’t “just hang out” for those springs and summers; they worked the farm. Joe was so steadfastly, cheerfully single minded that everyone followed along without question, certain that they were doing something important. And they were.
Joe understood respect. He was respectful, not just in the sense of saying the “right” and mannerly thing to people, but in the sense of actually HAVING respect for people; he listened with complete attention and truly considered what people had to say, he looked them in the eye and let them know that their thoughts mattered, that they were IMPORTANT. Seldom will we know anyone who is more deeply and expressively grateful for everything anyone does for them than Joe was. His thank you’s were always heartfelt, always sincere, and freely and liberally given.
Joe was uniquely fun. His fun was quiet, it took some brains to figure out, it was full of the laughter that comes from deep inside of you, the laughter that is happy with simple pleasures, things of nature and of the interesting things that people can do. His fun was spontaneous and everyday, part of the tide of life. He loved to go fishing. It was such easy fun, going to the pond. He taught his kids that it can be fun to just be there and wait, as long as you have good company. He taught them that they can be their own good company. There are still a few people left on the planet who are truly noble. They conduct themselves with integrity. They treat everyone like they want to be treated themselves, they offer compliments to all they meet and tell people they are doing a great job whenever they can. They listen thoughtfully to other people instead of thinking about the next thing their own selves are going to say. They are generous with all of the things that mean so much more than money. They smile in the face of difficult things because they know their own strength. They are the bringers of justice.They forgive when it is called for. They are loyal to those who help them and who demonstrate true goodness. Joe was one of them, one of the true nobility.
Joe showed Millie, and his kids, and all those lucky enough to know him, what it truly meant to be happy. That is the real meaning of success.
Joe and Millie were married for 68 years. Millie says “They all went by in a flash. That’s what happens when you get along. I had the best husband anyone ever could have wanted. I was so lucky. He was such a hard worker, and he just did whatever had to be done, without a word, without a second thought.”
They raised 4 children, Jay, Glenn, Janice and Dean, each of whom has found their own way to learn, utilize and teach Joe’s lessons of success.
Joe is survived not only by his wife, one brother, four children, seven grandchildren, three great-grandchildren, but also by a world that is better for having known him.
He was an extraordinary man, and he will be distinctly missed.
Roxbury Township, Mr. Kenneth J Bohrer, 54, died on June 24, 2016 at St. Clare’s Hospital in Denville. He was born in Dover and lived in Landing before moving to Succasunna 17 years ago. He was a 1981 graduate of Roxbury High School and the owner of Mountain Lakes Auto Spa in Mt. Lakes for 8 years. He was very proud of his son’s accomplishments and was able to stay very close to his many lifelong friends. He was an avid golfer, Mets fan, and loved being with his dog Murphy.
He is survived by his wife Ruth Jane (Waeckerling) Bohrer of 25 years, 2 sons; Paul L Bohrer and Joseph L Bohrer, both at home, 2 brothers; Michael P Bohrer and Paul J (and Karen) Bohrer, and nephew Michael G Bohrer.
A Celebration of his Life will be held on Wednesday, June 29, from 2 -6 pm at the Mt. Arlington Elk’s Club. Arrangements are by the Davis and Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main St, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com).
Stanhope, NJ Mr. Paul Jackson Collins, 92, died on June 17, 2016 at the Merry Heart Nursing Home in Succasunna. He was born in Yukon, West Virginia and lived in Baltimore before moving to Stanhope 50 years ago. He served in the U S Navy during WW II and later worked for the Westinghouse Elevator Company in Randolph for many years. Following his retirement he worked for the Budd Lake A & P.
He is survived by his wife Delores (Chafin) Collins of 67 years, daughters; Jean (and Dan) Grinter of Stroudsburg, PA and Jackie (and Jim) Gailums of Stanhope. He also leaves his 3 grandchildren; Paul (and Nalini) Kelly, Jessica (and Jason) Riley, and Matthew Gailums, and 3 great grandchildren; Estella & Samuel Riley, and Dylan Kelly.
Private arrangements were by the Davis & Hepplewhite Funeral Home, 96 Main Street, Succasunna 973-584-7264 (davishepplewhitefh.com)