The Phillips County News, Malta, MT                                                Friday, December 29, 1967


Vircia Kelley Last Rites Held Saturday

  Funeral services were held last Saturday for Mrs Ralph Kelley, 60, who died

at the Sacred Heart hospital in Havre Dec. 27 following a long illness. Pastor

Glenn Durr conducted the funeral at the Community Church at 11 a.m. Saturday,

Dec. 30. Mrs Richard DeVries was the organist and accompanied Ned Mangis who

sang "In The Garden" and "He Leadeth Me."

  Actiive pallbearers were N. W. Dobson, Allan Smith, Anker Hanson, LeRoy

Kroon, Dave Omdahl and Gus Ohs. Honorary pallbeares were Elmer Feigel, Clarence

Beyer, Don Wombold, Carl Easton, Walt Siegle and Dennis Mahoney. Burial was in

Malta Cemetery.

  Vircia T. Kelly was born in Springfield, Mo., on July 21, 1907, the daughter

of LeRoy and Lillie May Randles. She came to Montana as a small child who

homesteaded north of Harlem and was educated in schools in Blaine county. She

married Ralph J. Kelley on Sept. 7, 1925 in Phillips county.

  Mrs. Kelley clerked in J. C. Penney Co. stores in Blaine, Phillips and Valley

counties for 20 years. Mr. and Mrs. Kelley have owned and operated Kelley's


  Survivors are the widower; two sons, Richard of Louisville, Ky., and Ross, a

specialist fourth class with the U. S. Army who is leaving for Vietnam the

middle of January; one daughter, Mrs. Frank (Jeanette) Billmayer of Holgeland

and Chinook; her father Roy Randles of Stockton, Calif.; one sister, Veness

Jungers of Sleepy Eye, Minn.; four brothers, Oliver of Chinook, Zenith

and Willard of Stockton, Calif., and Alfred of Rapid City, S. D., and

grandchilden, Alen, Jay, Gale and Scott Billmayer and Toni, Jeannie Kerrie





  Should you go first and I remain,

    to walk the road alone,

  I'll live the memories garden, dear,

    with happy days we've known.

  Inspring I'll wait for roses red, when

    faded, the lilacs blue.

  In early fall when brown leaves fall,

    I'll catch glinpse of you.

  Should you go first and I remain, for

    battles to be fought.

  Each thing you've  touched along the

    way will be a hallowed spot.

  I'll hear your voice, I'll see your

    smile, tho blindly I may grope,

  The memory of your helping hand

    will buoy me on with hope.

  Should you go first and I remain,

    one thing I'll have to do:

  Walk slowly down that long long

    path, for soon I'll follow you.

  I want to know each step you take,

    so I may take the same.

  For someday down that lonely road,

    you'll hear me call your name.



! I shall find comfort in

  the memories and the

  wonderful years we had



!          Love, Ralph