My grandfather always told me to drink my milk after eating a big bowl of Raisin Bran. I would analyze his wrinkled hands as he passed me a spoon. Every crevice along his skin was like mini mountain ranges and valleys and faults in the earth. I would wonder about where his hands have traveled and what accomplishments have those hands left behind. I used to think my grandfather was a rocket scientist and that his hands had traveled to outer space. I would imagine his handprints on the rockets he'd built and know that he'd touched the moon. I also thought my grandfather was a professional golfer and that his hands laid across miles of grass fields and every blade of green. I used to think my grandfather was a bird specialist and that he'd flown with the birds of the sky. I would dream of his hands riding the waves of the winds with his wings stretched out towards the sun. I used to think my grandfather was the captain of a ship and that he'd washed his hands in every ocean. I would wonder if we'd touched the same droplets of water or if together we could weather a storm. I used to think, one day, my hands would look a lot like his, wrinkled and withered with age. Every crevice, a journey. Every line, a story. A memory of when the earth met the sky. I now know his handprints can be found on all the hearts of his family and loved ones. Not a fingerprint has faded through the generations. If only the hands of time could have been a little more wrinkled like my grandfather's.

I have been lucky enough to know Marvin Swim my entire life- even a year longer than my own father.  He was a remarkable and humble man who truly honored God and his family.  My brother and I have so many wonderful memories of shared activities and trips with the whole Swim family.  My parents were with Marvin in the class of '43 at Friends University and stayed friends all these years.  I want to thank Marci and Marcia for sharing both of their wonderful parents with us.  All four of us were so lucky to have shared with lives with four fantastic parents.  I visited Marvin in the hospital during his final illness and he still had a smile for me which I will remember.  His best legacies are the Schultz and Stiglitz families who had the benefit of his love, wisdom, and guidance.  There are too many memories to list but this last two weeks with Marci and Marcia brought so many smiles even through tears.  I'll think the four of you have resumed for bridge games .  Bre said it best- Grandpa Swim is back with the love of his life- may that give all of you peace. Love, Carolyn


Fair winds and following seas sailor.

Thank you for your service to this nation.


The Salvation Army

The Kansas Humane Society

Visitation

Funeral Service

Eugene and Susan

Marcella Swim

Robert Stiglitz

6 Brothers and 1 Sister

Marcia (Bryan) Schultz

Marcile Stiglitz

Blaine (Micki) Schultz

Ethan (Jaclyn) Schulton

Marielle Schultz

Bric Schultz

Seth (Alicia) Schultz

Ian (Kendra) Schultz

Sean Stiglitz

Jace (Victoria) Schultz

Breonne Stiglitz

Marvin is also survived by great grandchildren, Phoenix and Artemisia Schulton, Alie McNicholas, Sofia Schultz, Clarissa Lembke and Adelaide Schultz to cherish his memory.

OBITUARIO

Marvin E. Swim

18 agosto, 1918 – 2 junio, 2018

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