Paul W. Raterman

Paul Raterman Obituary

News Death Notice

RATERMAN, Paul W. 81,of Urbana, died Wednesday, July 8, 2009 in his residence. He was born April 11, 1928 in Fort Loramie, OH. He was a member of St. Mary Catholic Church, Knights of Columbus, Eagles, was a Prudential Insurance Agent for many years, enjoyed woodworking, golf and watching his grandchildren in their sporting endeavors. Survivors include his wife, Kathryn (Guillozet) Raterman who he married April 29, 1952, daughters, Susan Wilson and her husband Kenneth of Urbana, Rose Purk of Urbana and Beth Evans of Springfield, sons, Charles Raterman and his wife Laura of Urbana and Michael Raterman and his wife Amie of East Liberty, 11 grandchildren, Jessica (Mike) Skaggs, Steven Wilson, Keenan Purk, Alyssa Raterman, Katie Raterman, Taylor Evans, Matthew Evans, Laura Evans, Cyerra Raterman, Chelsie Raterman and Christopher Raterman and sisters, Peggy Cordonnier of Sidney and Pat Shouse of AZ. He was preceded in death by his parents, a daughter, Christina Raterman, and sisters, Doris Jean Imwalle and Mary Lou Norman. The family will receive friends 1:00 3:00 P.M. Sunday July 12, 2009 in the WALTER & SMITH FUNERAL HOME, 642 S. Main Street, Urbana where Memorial Services will be held at 3:00 P.M. with Charles "Pinky" Pendleton officiating. Memorial contributions may be made in Pauls memory to the Paul W. Raterman Scholarship Fund, 700 Wood Street, Urbana, OH 43078.

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Published by Springfield News-Sun on Jul. 10, 2009.

Memories and Condolences
for Paul Raterman

4 Entries

Jim Baker

July 18, 2009

To the family of Paul, very sorry for you loss. I worked with Paul at Prudential and will always remember the fun times at are weekly golf games with Frank Stalls, Gary Padilla and myself. He was a great person. I never saw him without a smile.

Jennifer Christian

July 12, 2009

My thoughts and prayers are with you during this time. Uncle Paul will be missed greatly. His memory will live in all of our hearts.

Kelly Christion

July 12, 2009

I am so sorry of the death of your Dad. I have many happy memories of Uncle Paul at family reunions and Christmas parties.

Terry and Denise Skaggs

July 12, 2009

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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