Charles Mies

Charles J. Mies - 1918-1999


Charles J. Mies 81, rural Saunemin, died at 6:56 am Monday, November 15, 1999, at his home. His funeral was at 11am Thursday, November 18 at the Saunemin United Methodist Church with the Rev. Donald Pratt and the Rev. Ray Dean Davis officiating. Visitation was November 17 at the Harris-Martin-Burke funeral Home in Pontiac.  Burial was in Sunny Slope Cemetery in Saunemin.

Mr. Mies was born July 28, 1918, in Saunemin, the son of Charles B. and Maude Ellen (Jacobs) Mies. He was a 1936 graduate of Saunemin High School and attended the University of Illinois. He married Edith V. Lee in Eylar on December 3, 1939. He farmed for forty years in the Saunemin area, retiring in 1971. From 1971 to 1974 he was a sales representative for Skamper Trailers of Bristol,IN, and from 1974 to 1984 he was a salesman for Fraher Ford in Pontiac. He was a lifetime member of the Saunemin United Methodist Church, a member and past chairman of the Livingston County Soil Conservation Board, a board member of Livingston County Grain and Supply company for many years and a former member of the Saunemin School Board and the Farm Home Administration Board. He also was a past adult Explorer Scout leader and a member and past president of the Norwegian Slooper Society. He also helped organize and served as a volunteer fireman on Saunemin Fire Department.

Surviving are his wife: two sons, Charles L.(Susan)Mies of Elgin, IL and James R.(Mary)Mies of Petersburg, IL: four grandchildren, Kirk Mies, Jennifer Corso, Jim Mies and Sarah Mies; and three great-grandchildren, Erik and Emilie Mies and Jack Corso. He was preceded in death by his parents; a son in infancy; a sister, Mildred Mies Hanley; and a brother, Clarence W. Mies. The family suggests memorials to the Saunemin United Methodist church or the Saunemin Fire Department.

NOVEMBER 18, 1999
Given by James E. Mies, Grandson

"I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of his friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone from the beginning to the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birth, and he spoke of the second with tears.
But he said that what mattered most was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on earth,
and now only those who loved her know what that little line is worth."

As we look back at the life of Charles Mies, so many things could be said.  Having spoken with many friends and family in the past days, I have quickly come to realize that he was so much more than just a grandpa.

When it comes to friends, the man truly never met a stranger.  He was well read and well spoken.  He could talk with any kind of person and make them feel comfortable.  When it comes to the community, there are too many things to mention.  However, he would want to be remembered as a lifetime member of this church.  From the committees that he served on, to the fire department, to being a scoutmaster, he was always well respected for his ideas and efforts.  I heard someone mention at the visitation last night that he never proposed an idea that was not solid and well thought out.  People greatly respected the input he had to offer on almost anything.

Being a farmer most of his life, his love for the land has always shone through.  He was a very good farmer, and he was a bit ahead of his time, as he tried many progressive techniques before they became popular agricultural practices.  And of course, the walnut trees and the pine trees that he planted on the farm will always serve as a reminder to just how great a "Steward of the Soil" he was.

Last of all is family.  Of course, there is the obvious.  Almost 60 years as a husband, and being a father, a grandfather, a great-grandfather and an uncle.  But the most important thing that my grandfather gave to me, which I will never lose, is the pride in my name.  The family comes first.  He raised his family to believe in this, and they, in turn, have raised their families to believe the same.  Whether it was going to the Mies reunion every year, or just knowing the heritage and lineage of the family, over the years, I have come to understand that being a MIES is truly something special.

      "For it matters not how much we own: the cars, the house, the cash.
      What matters is how we live and love when we're living out the dash.
      If we could just slow down enough to consider what is true and what is real,
      And always try to understand the way other people feel.
      And be less quick to anger, and show appreciation more,
      And love the people in our lives as we've never loved before. 
      If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile,
      Remember that this special dash might only last a while."

With loving respect and honor, we say good-bye to Grandpa Mies

Saturday, November 25, 2012


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