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Ernest B. Wintroub

Omaha, Nebraska

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Wintroub, Ernest B. Mar 23, 1917 - Mar 1, 2010 Ernie Wintroub passed away peacefully surrounded lovingly by his devoted family. Ernest Bernard Wintroub was born in Omaha. He was the son of Joseph and Fanny Wintroub. Ernie graduated from Central High School, the University of Nebraska at...

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I have one very vivid memory of Ernie.
Ernie came to the hospital to see my Granfather, Ed Rosen in the last hours of his life. What he did, I will never forget... he sang to him. It was the most beautiful and kind gesture I had ever seen. It brought my Grandfather peace, I could tell. You may know that Ernie's mother helped to raise Grandpa after his mother Chana Golda Wintoub passed away. What a wonderful family you all must be, I only wish I knew you better. I'm so happy to know...

Frank, Bruce, Beth, and John,
I want you all to know that my brother John(Laser) sends his deepest symphathies from Houston. He was deeply saddened to hear of Ernie's passing as he felt very close Janet and Ernie and always asked about all of you. He worked at the Omaha Lace Laundry as did I for a summer when we were teens.
Your parents will always remain very special to both of us. It was a pleasure to have known them.
Our deepest symphathies to all of you,
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I didn't know much about Ernie until reading his obituary. My fondest memories of Ernie are, of course, of the dollar bills he used to hand out at family functions, intricately folded in the shape of a W. But now that I know so much more about him I wish I had gotten to know him better. Anyone who has the drive and vigor to file three appeals from a nursing home - and win - is someone I would love to have known!

Fortunately he was able to live a long, full life, and it's clear to...

Frank, Bruce, Beth and John,

I'm sorry for the loss of your dear father. Our family will all miss uncle Ernie.
I first met your parents on a trip to Florida before Herb and I married, and I still remember our dinner together at Joe's Stone Crab. I loved being with them with whenever there was a family gathering. Of course, getting a W from Ernie was one of our kids' earliest memories.
Like Barbie, I learned a lot about Ernie from his obituary, his service to the...

I am so pleased that I got to meet Ernie when he visited Fairfield quite recently. He was so vigorous and looked about 70, tops. He passed on what would have been my own Dad's 90th birthday.

It seems strange to learn about so many new aspects of Uncle Ernie's life from his obit! I would have loved to have spoken with him about them over the years. He was a loving, supportive, fun family member who always seemed truly interested in what I was doing, and in later years what my kids were doing as well. One of my last fond memories was how debonair and happy he was at Molly's wedding. Uncle Ernie, you will be missed and fondly remembered forever.

Beth, Bruce, Frank, and John,
Your family has always been special to me as Janet and Ernie were a big part of my life growing up helping my mom with the dishes from dinner before they played bridge. But I didn't mind because I looked forward to seeing all of them. What warm memories I have and will treasure.
When I grew a little older and was getting married, Ernie was one of the witnesses to my Ketubah at my wedding. I'll never forget the loving toast at the reception he gave.

I am so sad for all of you! As one of Ernie's many neighbors, I can tell you that we will all miss him. I loved his good cheer and kind words. What a wonderful man. You have my deepest sympathy.
Mary Gay Gordon

To Ernie's Family: I will miss seeing Ernie every week at the sing-a-long. I have played the piano for it for several years. He loved to sing, loved music, always showed such great enthusiasm, and really spread so much joy. He was a truly amazing person and has done so much good for so many people. I am grateful for the blessing of knowing him. My thoughts, prayers and sympathy, Deb Jennings