This is a page
under construction for the George
and Cleah Proffitt family. Any
thoughts and or wants as to what you
would like to see on this page would
be appreciated. You can contact me
via e-mail or phone me at
208-785-5617. Recently I came across
some documentation that I would like
to share.
This is the 14th of
April 2019. Cleah returned home to
her Heavenly Family on the 13th. My
first thought was that Proffitt was
probably
turning over in his
grave saying, “Cleah why did you
pick the 13th? You know that is an
unlucky day.”
LeeAnne thought she
was more prepared for the event than
she was. She was very emotional and
had only her husband to share
her
grief with. For
whatever reason the sister she was
closest to had withdrawn her self
from mom and LeeAnne.
Cleah had a few
periods of ups and downs only to
surprise us with her rebounding.
This time I guess she was ready to
travel on
to her devoted
Proffitt. She never fully recovered
from her broken leg. She was sure
that she was walking everywhere.
And that she would
drive to where she was staying each
morning and return home each night.
As with Proffitt her mind
failed her. When Don
came to visit she could not
recognize him at his age. She could
point him out in the family photo,
but when Don
mentioned that he had a brother Ve
and a sister Maurine and that his
last name was James,
Her response was
“That was my last name too, we might
be related!”
There were times
when mom wanted to go home but when
asked which home, she could not come
up with where.
On one of our drives
she commented on how tall the Palm
trees were and then in the next
breath,
said, ” I can’t
believe how much Pocatello has
grown.”
I would guess that
this comes first in line.
