Julia Ostwalt Shumake

Please know our family here will be praying the Lord will comfort you with His peace….surround you with His love…and encourage you knowing your mother is now in a better place. I know what you’ve had to endure and the relief you must feel that, “mom doesn’t have to suffer anymore”.

I remember the hours we spent "just talking" when she was at Julia's on hwy 21 North back in the middle seventy. At that time she enjoyed making pottery in her basement. She was very knowledgeable on a...

My thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

As Julia's boyfriend in 1943 I have only good memories of her. She was a terrific girl.

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.

To all my cousins,our thoughts and prayers are with you today.I have so many good memories of Aunt Julia,and will never forget all she did for me and my family.Love Donnie and Louise

TO THE SHUMAKE FAMILY, I REALLY APPRECIATED THE CHANCE YOU GAVE ME TO GET TO KNOW MS JULIA, SHE REALLY WAS A SWEET AND VERY LOVING PERSON. SHE REALLY LET ME INTO HER HOME AND HER HEART. ROES WILL BLOOM AGAIN FOR SHE IS IN HEAVEN WITH ALL HER FAMILY UP THERE. I WILL MISS HER SO MUCH. LOVE HER BUD, LINDA CRAWFORD

Dear familyand friends of Julia Shumake: My heart is heavy with you in the loss of such a fine person as Julia was. I will always remember with heartfelt gratitude that Julia granted me a tremendous favor in letting me live in her condo for several months and only charged me a nominal amount of money for doing so. She helped me through a difficult time in my life and befriended me in other ways also. She took care of me when I had outpatient surgery; and whenever I needed someone to talk...

Our Hearts go out toyou-Miss Julias family.As a vendor, she purchased many resturant equipment appliances from me for the Talley House. She was so kind to me and became one of the best business friends I ever had.

With Love and Fond Memories ,
Jim & Evelyn Cooke

Julia was such a caring and loving person. Wen my father, Hunter Brown, passed away in 1996, the doorbell rang and there stood Julia with tons of food. Since I lived away from Troutman and my Mother, Ruth Brown, was unable to grocery shop (and before Help Ministeries was established) Julia delivered a meal every day to Mother. She will be lovingly remembered by all of us who were fortunate to know her.