The Scotia Register
Volume XXXI, November 5, 1925, pg. 1, column 3

MRS. VIOLA E. HEADY
Viola E. Southwick was born at Olin, Jones County, Iowa, June 2, 1857, and passed away at Sioux City Ia., October 25, 1925, at the age of 68 years, 4 months and 23 days.
November 8, 1873, she was united in marriage to Waymen Skadden, who passed away September 12, 1902 at Wayne, Nebr. To this union were born seven children, two of whom passed away in infancy. Those remaining are: Mrs. C. I. Carter, Vermillion, S. Dak.; Mrs. W. G. Ketchmark, Daykin, Nebr.; Mrs. G. B. Palmer, Sioux City, Ia.; W.M. Skadden and L. C. Skadden, Scotia, Nebraska. There also remain twelve grandchildren and five great-grandchildren.
Her marriage to George Heady occurred twenty years ago and he remains to mourn her passing. There are also four sisters and two brothers: Mrs. Ada Steele, Harlan, Ia.; Mrs. Grant Carson and Mrs. J. A. Flaugh, Hartington, Nebr.; O. N. Southwick, Bonners Ferry, Idaho; D. G. Southwick and Mrs. W. A. Jones, Crofton, Nebr.
The family lived at Harlan, Ia., until 1889, when they went to Ainsworth, Nebr., where they resided for eight years. They then removed to Wayne, Nebr., where they lived until seven years ago, when they came to Sioux City.
Mrs. Heady became a Christian when but a girl at Harlan, Ia., and possessed a strong, practical faith throughout her life. She was a self-sacrificing mother, devoted to the welfare of her children. Her neighborliness and helpfulness to others endeared her to all friends and acquaintances. She was unselfish to the utmost and always considered the interests of others before her own.
Her health has been poor for several years, and yet she was always cheerful and uncomplaining. The break came about a week before her passing, and on the Lord's Day, the death angel came, bringing relief from her suffering.
The following poem, written by Mrs. Heady herself, in memory of her mother, is a splendid tribute to herself and her ideals of life:

In Memory Of Our Mother (Mrs. V. E. Heady)
Wife and mother, how our memories,
By these little words awake,
To the tho't that she has left us;
That the Lord his own did take.

Left us in the world of trouble;
For that far-off Golden Shore;
Tho' we may some day meet her,
She'll return to us no more.

Many years she toiled to help us;
Bore the trials of each one.
Ever kind and true and tender,
Faithful till her work was done.

Deeds of kindness ever doing,
Sons and daughters all will tell,
Of our patient, loving mother,
Friends and neighbors loves so well.

Faithfully she went thru life;
A heart-throb for sorrow and grief,
A hand outstretched for the needy,
A longing to give relief.

As I gaze into the Heavens,
Her smiling face I see,
With our brother standing by her,
Little Janie on her knee.

Life at best, can't be all pleasure,
Clouds the sunshine sometimes hide,
Grief overwhelms, but not forever,
There will come a brighter side.

Knowing this, tho sad, I'm happy;
Knowing it, we watch and wait;
We can some day meet our mother,
Close beside the pearly gate.


Julie Middendorf
mjmiddendorf@nctc.net