Helen Florence Fannie DeMersman was born on November 21, 19 17 in Buffalo , New York . She was the second child of Mata and Andrew DeMersman. The first being her brother Oscar, who was seven years her senior. She was named after her maternal aunt, Helene Lemke. Their family remained in Buffalo until Helen was about 6 weeks old. At that time her father got a job in Dayton , Ohio . While he was there, Her mother and family went to Rochester to live with Aunt Helene and Uncle Paul while Andrew was getting things settled in Dayton . When arriving in Rochester , they were met at the train station by Aunt Helene, Uncle Paul and her cousin Fannie. This being the first time to meet her new cousin, Fannie asked to hold her little Mike (Helen), thus the nickname Mike stuck with her.
After finding a house to rent, 1037 Bolanda Ave. Dayton , Ohio, and getting settled in, Andrew sent for the family to join him. They lived there until Helen was in second year of high school. She attended Whittier grade school and Roosevelt High. Then, a long with so many others, her father lost his job due to the depression. By that time Helen’s brother, Oscar had married and was living on Hedgegarth Dr.in Irondequoit, NY . Uncle Oscar was able to convince Grandpa to move back to Rochester and live with them on Hedgegarth Dr. Although her mother wanted Helen, who was only 16, to finish school, Helen convinced her parents she could get a job and bring money in to help support the family. She was able to find a job doing housework for the Crosset family where she worked till she was 18 yrs. old.
After reaching the working age of 18, she was able to go to work for the Eastman Kodak Co.. She worked in building 48 inspecting film until 1941. Shortly after moving to Rochester she was introduced to Franklin Charles Struck through her brother Oscar and Grandpa Struck, Franklin's dad. Now you might ask, how did Oscar get to know Grandpa Struck? Well it turns out Oscar had married into the Bohm family who were good friends with the Struck’s. Grandpa Struck wanted Oscar to introduce his sister to Franklin. She and Franklin Struck went on their first date to a ball game at Webster High School . They dated for several years but most every date included Franklin's good friend, Herb Smith, because he had a car and Franklin didn’t. Finally, he was able to buy a car of his own: A Desoto with a rumble seat,and the couple was able to do some serious dating.
Franklin Charles Struck 9/20/1914-9/21/1949 |
They were married on
Grandpa DeMersman died October 22, 1946 and after that Grandma Demersman took a job as a cook with
Sometime after relinquishing her duties as matron in the Eastern Star, she was able to find a little more time for herself and started dating again. She really was a pretty lady, so when the time was right it didn’t take long for the men to come calling. Being a person of high standards it didn’t take long to sort the good from the bad. Attending a singles dance at the
Helen sold the property in Bristol and remained on Cravenwood Ave. On Mother’s day of 1959, she went to the florist to buy a dogwood tree for herself. She had always loved dogwood trees. There she met George Boscher. She knew George from the neighborhood so he wasn’t a complete stranger. George was a widower with two young boys, Lynn and Keith. George asked if he could call her sometime and of course she said yes. It wasn’t long after that when George called to ask her out. The following year, on March 19, 19 60, they were married at Salem United Church of Christ. Shortly after being married, Helen and George bought property on Fairway Dr.off Latta Rd in Greece and built a split level house, moving into it in late fall of 1960. George adopted Marvis and gave her the name of Boscher. Grandma DeMersman lived with them for part of the year and with Oscar the other half of the year until she passed away on December 28, 1963. In 1966 they sold the house and moved to Spencerport on Nichols St. By that time all the kids had married or joined the service except Marvis, who was 9 years old. She finished up school in Spencerport and went on to college at Purdue University . After that the house was empty of kids. George retired somewhere around 1971. He and Helen enjoyed some traveling and the quiet life. Going out to dinner was one of their favorite pastimes. There weren't many restaurants in Rochester or the surrounding area they ever missed. Unfortunately after a short illness, George passed away March 14, 1985 , five days before their 25th wedding anniversary. Once again Helen was left alone.
Keith Boscher, Lynn Boscher, Gary Struck Marvis Boscher, Helen Boscher, Gail Winert |
On November 25, 2007, her family gathered at The Lodge on The Green in Greece, NY to honor and celebrate her 90th birthday. All of her children and grandchildren and many of her great-grandchildren were in attendance, as well as many beloved friends and family members. In January of 2012, Helen was diagnosed with a heart valve problem . After being released from the hospital, she moved into Gail's home. In July of 2012, Helen had a fall and was taken to the hospital. She was in great pain, and after giving her pain medication, she returned home. A few days later, she returned to the hospital. Her frail body was not recovering and she was in great pain. Her family gathered around her and made the decision to give her the comfort care she would need without medical interference. She was transferred to a hospice, in a beautiful room where she could hear the birds singing through the window and her family could visit with her and spend her final days with her. In the evening of July 8, 2012, Helen Boscher passed through the veil from this world to the next. She has always been an inspiration to her loved ones. We believe her great spirit will live on to watch over us and that she will be embraced in the arms of our Saviour. She is survived by her 5 children, 29 grandchildren, many great-grandchildren and some great-great grandchildren.
Heidi, thank you for sharing such a wonderful story of her life. As a family, we were so blessed by her presence. I can't be present for her memorial but you will all be in my thoughts and prayer. With love, Linda Mott.
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