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The Tapestry of Life is enormous, complex and beautiful. In Greek tradition, the Fates collected the threads of human life from the void, measured each one, cut them to length and wove them into an epic saga.

Stories end every day. Unless we share them, they will be lost. This blog is in small part, an effort to remember. When a thread comes to an end and another voice goes silent, the tapestry remains. When someone dies, a part of humanity dies with them. But when the memory lingers, so too does an echo of that original unique voice.

Too many of our storytellers have passed on and many great tales have been lost. It is important to acknowledge and celebrate their lives.

The idea is simple… to share memories. What better way to reconnect to a loved one or even get to know someone you never met?

Family history, tradition and lineage must be shared. We need to know more than names and dates written in an old Bible or on some census form. Stories reveal so much more.

The hope is that every story you read here will trigger another memory that you can share. Get the elderly to talk. Listen, remember and pass on their tales. We need to understand how the lives of departed loved ones shaped, outlined and guided our own.

‘I REMEMBER’ will be predominantly for memories of family and friends. It isn’t just for the Lantz Family. Likely to evolve over time, an entry will be devoted to each departed person. As you send me your stories, I will add them. Each account will be updated whenever more memories are added.

There is no limit on submissions. All will be appreciated.

Together we can create our own tapestry.

Marlene JoAnne West Lantz

Marlene Joanne West Lantz

Marlene Joanne "Marley Jo" West Lantz, 75, of Ghent Hill, Pa., went home to be with her Lord and Savior on September 19, 2015.


Born November 5, 1939 in Towanda, Pa., she was the daughter of Elvin David and Vivian Mae West. She attended school at Allentown Bible College and graduated from Athens Area High School in 1957. On April 11, 1959, she married Duane Thomas Lantz at the Pilgrim Holiness Church in Sayre, Pa. They shared 39 years and raised six children together before his passing in 1998. In addition to being a full-time mother, she was employed at the Triangle Shoe Store and Shores' Short Stop before pursuing a career in real estate.


Marlene's fervent love of God propelled her into many avenues of service within the churches she attended. For nearly 30 years, she served the Lord at the Pilgrim Holiness Church in Sayre. Later, she and Tom helped build the Ghent Gospel Chapel. She frequently sang, played the piano, taught Sunday School, and on occasion was the preacher. She was an avid reader, particularly of the Bible. Her favorite verse was Isaiah 41:10: "Fear thou not; for I am with thee; be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness."


She loved a good story. Often, she would create adventures for her children and grandchildren. She enjoyed traveling, visiting such places as Italy, Jamaica, Florida, the Bahamas and the Outer Banks of North Carolina.


Marlene is survived by her six children, Vivian Lantz of Ghent Hill, Pa., Thomas (Joyce) Lantz of Gettysburg, Pa., Vonita (Mark) Chaisson of Clearwater, Fla., Kenneth (Sue) Lantz of Barton, N.Y., Dennis (Christy) Lantz of Warren Center, Pa., and Wendy Lantz of Ghent Hill, Pa.; nine grandchildren, Scott Lantz, Regina Mckenzie, Janel Lantz, Taylor Chaisson, Logan Kithcart, Breanna Lantz, Kody Lantz, Thomas Chaisson, and Kevin Fessenden; two great-grandchildren, Gabrielle and Zyia Mckenzie. Other survivors include brothers Kenneth (Debra) West, David (Jeannie) West, sister Carol West, and many nieces, nephews, and cousins.


In addition to her parents, Marlene was predeceased by husbands Duane Thomas Lantz and David Bailey; her mother the Rev. Edna M. West; and her special aunt and uncle, Reva and Clinton Estes.

Friends and family may call on Wednesday, September 23, 2015 from 10 to 11 a.m. at the Pilgrim Holiness Church, 607 South Wilbur Avenue, Sayre, Pa., with the Rev. Gordon Kincaid officiating. 

Funeral services will follow at the church at 11 a.m.


Burial will be in Tioga Point Cemetery, Athens, Pa.


Those wishing to sign the E-guestbook, send flowers or condolences may do so by visiting www.LoweryFuneralHome.com 


Dennis: She was very nurturing. I remember she used to place an old fur coat over me when I was sick… and that was frequently.

I remember her praying upstairs in her room. Sometimes she pleaded with God so fervently that she sobbed. I was downstairs but I could hear her praying for each of us.

She wrote and sang several original songs. Most of them were on piano or her autoharp. I wish I knew where those songs went. She sang frequently in church… with Aunt Sharon, Charlie Arnold and many others. The church played an integral role in her life. She occasionally gave sermons, taught Sunday school classes, produced Easter and Christmas pageants and specials, sang. I sang with her on a couple of occasions. 

All of us children helped her with her gardening. I think they were quite productive as we had enough to eat through the winter. She canned, froze and preserved for days on end. I remember weeding and picking beans. She would make cook fresh beans with potatoes and milk.

She did a lot of cooking for her family. She wasn’t always the greatest at it, but as none of us can be accused of being too thin, whatever she did worked. She once barbecued a squirrel I shot. It tasted like cardboard. Of course, I also remember her chopping venison with flour and onions and the result was heavenly. She let us chop and we always made a mess. She didn’t seem to mind and neither did we.

I never saw her argue with my dad. She got angry at him a few times, of course. She went for a few walks. She definitely said something to him when he went to an auction and came home with a big grader that, unfortunately never ran.

During my early adult years she supported me, perhaps a little too much. She paid me for doing odd jobs around the house… looking back I believe she should have urged me to get a job earlier than I did.

She read her Bible every day. She made us do devotional studies and say our prayers every night before bed.

She would make a huge pot of turkey stew after Thanksgiving for the opening day of hunting season. Early on there would fifteen or twenty people eating and hunting. Later that dwindled, but she continued to make the stew. Potatoes, turkey, carrots, celery, bacon, tiny onions and thickened, with flour, I guess. It was good.

She liked candy, cookies, ice cream and desserts. Around Christmas time she enjoyed the chewy Christmas mints and pecan logs. At other times of the year she liked the caramels with white centers and ice cream. We always had cookies in the cupboard.

She liked her real estate job even though she wasn’t fond of showing customers a dozen houses and then having them not attempt to buy any of them. Wear and tear on the car without an income. This job came later in her life and she was already having some physical issues that limited her mobility and her general comfort. But she liked her bosses, Jay and Janet McMoran and their family. I believe it was a United Home that changed to United Country. Maybe I got that wrong, but united homes or united countries both sound desirable to me.

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