Lowell Burnell Yoder

Remembering you and what a wonderful man you were here on earth. I know you´re ever so happy to be back home.

He told me, if the good Lord intended you to smoke cigarettes, you would´ve been born with a chimney up your back! I´m not that person any longer. He was a really good person and funny. He was the father to the only real friend I ever had in life. I have an elephant on my bookshelf... I always think of him when I look at it...and of Marylin who taught me to crochet afghans. Good people! I know your ever so happy to be back home w/Jesus

Thank you, Lord, as we are all blessed for the life of Lowell B. Yoder and by his family.

Tom and family, Your father was a great man, and in the end, you know all the good things he accomplished for the world to be a better place. Love and prayers to everyone.

Family an Friends of Mr. Yoder I tried to be there however my regular Driver was not available an it's almost impossible to get a cab on a Saturday am without a 4 hour wait. I'm sorry I did try. Thank you and I pray God comforts all of you. Take care. Lori Bowles

My favorite memory of Uncle Lowell would be when he told me his best blonde Jokes. they always made me laugh. Rest in peace Uncle Lowell.

I remember going to Holland Free Methodist church around 5 years old with my Grandma Helen Hardy an Grandpa Lark Hardy zn meeting Mr. Yoder I remember as a child here an there how they always talked before or after church. I remember the Calvaryland Quartet playing at churchan my parents bought a album. I will try to make it to the funeral tomorrow if I can. Take care may God Bless an comfort you all. Sincerely Lori Bowles I was hoping to get to visit my past friends including my Grandma...

Lowell was a longtime friend of my paternal grandparents (Jim & Leone Wallace). My grandpa had been the pastor at Roberts Chapel when I was growing up, and that was how I knew him. From what I've read of my grandpa's stories, Lowell gave my grandparents financial help when the family (which, at the time was my grandparents, my dad, my aunts Becky and Rhoda, and my uncles Phillip and Mark) was getting ready to go to Haiti as missionaries, and they had been friends for the rest of my...