Marion Marie (Myhers) Senn
If people ever ask us what Grandma Marion was like, we always have to smile. This woman was always impeccably dressed and had a standing hair appointment every week. Her spirit was polished and filled with a light elegance. Her tiny frame was 5’3 and she weighed about 90 pounds.
Grandma Marion was kind and hilarious, but what mostly attracted people to her was her authenticity and appreciation of everyone she met. She was as down to earth as you could be, yet held herself to a standard of sophistication.
Grandma Marion was born in Osseo, Wisconsin on September 2, 1917. There she played in the fields with her sister and helped her father with various veterinarian adventures.
Her father once brought her with on a visit to a nearby farm to visit an ailing horse. They traveled there by sleigh to help take care of the sickly animal. Once he diagnosed the problem, her father, Jacob Thomas Myhers, grabbed a fence post, wound up, and slapped the horse on the behind.
The sickly horse was not ill at all. It was in fact choking, as an apple came flying out of its mouth. She would say through laughter, “he made me swear I would never tell anyone.”
Grandma Marion and her sister, Irma, spoke only in Norwegian until they started to attend school. She enjoyed swimming in the summer and skating in the winter. Grandma Marion loved to read and was quite the socialite. She loved parties, dances, and would talk with anyone. Her charismatic personality was only enhanced by her mischievous sense of humor.
She married Alger Senn on May 24, 1941. They had 2 boys and raised them in Osseo, Wisconsin. They eventually moved to Eau Claire, Wisconsin where they became an involved part of the community.
When Grandma Marion entered her mid 80’s our family began to notice that she was struggling with her memory. Sadly, her mother and sister had developed Alzheimer’s during their lifetime and it seemed that Grandma Marion was meeting the same fate.
Our family explored all avenues to help her remain independent and in her own home for as long as we could. Eventually though, Grandma Marion needed full time assistance and she was brought to live in an assisted living community, a decision we honor and respect the difficulty of.
Seeing the experience that our Grandma Marion had in living with this disease and knowing the struggles that families like ours face in finding that specialized care, we wanted to provide a home that Grandma Marion would have loved.
In developing our home, we wanted to dedicate this home to Grandma Marion and her Norwegian heritage, which is why we use the word KOSELIG which means:
“a feeling of deep contentment, provided by a person, place or atmosphere; experiencing happiness and personal well-being through a
combination of nature, companionship and coziness”
We honor her spirit, her struggle, and her heart by naming this house: