Birth date: Sep 23, 1918 Death date: May 17, 2017
Viola Caroline Arras Wetzel, a daughter, wife, mother, grandmother, friend and much more to so many, passed from this Earth on Wednesday, May 17, 2017, and is at peace with her husband, Charles Michael Wetzel, her mother Christina Read Obituary
I adored Viola she was the best cook & such a super lady..one of my favorite memories was when Annette & Cindy & me would pick rhubarb & Viola would fix the best rhubarb pie ever! To all of the family my thoughts & prayers are with you at this time ♡
Pammy~
I was Viola's mail carrier. She always had a smile and friendly words when I came to the door. I was just thinking of her a couple of days ago wondering how she was doing. As I read her obit. I can see how lucky you all were to have such a kind person in your lives. God bless you all. She will be missed. Rosalie Kern
Shalom to my dear aunt who I loved soo much. I remember one time when I was a small child visiting at her house in Bellville, Illinois that I had sat down at her piano and was trying to play a song, she came over and showed me what to do and helped me to learn it and then I played it for awhile. She always helped anyone that needed help. All my life I always wanted to play an accordion since being a small child. At the age of 18 she had given me her accordion to learn on. While trying to learn I nearly drove my mother crazy at times. I knew the right hand but had to learn now to use my left hand and how to pull it back and forth. It took me several times and finally got the hang of it. Today I have one of the best accordion you could have and I used it in playing gospel music and a lot of Hebrew song. I do not use music to plsy by, I play them by ear. If I have to I will learn by the notes firstb which I can read music, and then play them by memory and add a lot of times chords in the songs that they have missed. The only thing I wished she could have done was to make a trip to Jerusalem, Israel where I live. In the pass year and a half she mentioned to me many times when I would talj to her that she wishes she could have made a trip here and seen the land where Jesus had walked and where he preached at. This was her desire to do that. I love her sooo much. I have to say now Shalom, La het tra ot which means goodby for now I will see you later. I love you.
