Celebrate the Life of Ted Corgan
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From Ted's sister, Kim Corgan Hatfield:
I hesitate to share this, but I will because my brother and his kids are worth it. I know there are many causes and sad stories out there worthy of your nickel. If you are able to tolerate it and read one more, please let me plead my case for this one.
Jennifer, my brother’s wife, is seriously and chronically ill. When I got the tearful call from his daughter yesterday, I thought it was going to be about her mom and not her dad. Jennifer has Lyme’s Disease and probably many other issues I am not aware of. Her health is perilous. Ted was her caretaker.
Ted was blessed with six kids. The oldest is a newly married mom-to-be who is a teacher in Phoenix. Two children are in college. Three are 12, 14, and 15 years old. I sat with these kids in their home yesterday a few short hours after learning their father died. They were trying to figure out if they could get jobs. The 15 year old, knowing it wasn’t much, offered the money from her paper route. The kids were talking to each other about how they really had to “step up” now. These are amazing kids who somehow were raised slightly out of our standard American culture. One rode her bike 16 miles round trip each day to her job at an ice cream store. One used his paper route money so he could play hockey. Not video games. Not clothes. To play sports. A couple have marched in Washington. They are athletes. They are artists. They are wicked smart. Most importantly, they are servants. They volunteer on humanitarian missions. They help. They care. They are good kids, but they are just kids.
Ted WORKED a lot. As a regional sales manager for Allstate Petersbilt, he traveled constantly. He spent several days of the week out of state. However, he still coordinated his kids’ rides to softball practice, church events, basketball tournaments, school plays, and school itself through a complicated network of people via his phone. I truly don’t know how he did it. It will take six men to fill his shoes.
My brother worked hard and managed his very busy family life; but, like me, he was not a planner. It appears he does not have any life insurance. At 54, he thought he had more time. Jennifer has been too ill to be involved in their finances or in any of the matters my brother managed. Today, she meets with the funeral home. Tomorrow, she will think about how to keep mortgage payments going if it is humanly possible. This is a tough task for a healthy widow. Jennifer does not have her health.
If you are moved to help, ANYTHING is appreciated.
Our sister Jill, a banker, will be managing the funds on behalf of Ted's wife, Jennifer. The account is established as the Ted Corgan Memorial Fund with Fifth Third Bank.
I hesitate to share this, but I will because my brother and his kids are worth it. I know there are many causes and sad stories out there worthy of your nickel. If you are able to tolerate it and read one more, please let me plead my case for this one.
Jennifer, my brother’s wife, is seriously and chronically ill. When I got the tearful call from his daughter yesterday, I thought it was going to be about her mom and not her dad. Jennifer has Lyme’s Disease and probably many other issues I am not aware of. Her health is perilous. Ted was her caretaker.
Ted was blessed with six kids. The oldest is a newly married mom-to-be who is a teacher in Phoenix. Two children are in college. Three are 12, 14, and 15 years old. I sat with these kids in their home yesterday a few short hours after learning their father died. They were trying to figure out if they could get jobs. The 15 year old, knowing it wasn’t much, offered the money from her paper route. The kids were talking to each other about how they really had to “step up” now. These are amazing kids who somehow were raised slightly out of our standard American culture. One rode her bike 16 miles round trip each day to her job at an ice cream store. One used his paper route money so he could play hockey. Not video games. Not clothes. To play sports. A couple have marched in Washington. They are athletes. They are artists. They are wicked smart. Most importantly, they are servants. They volunteer on humanitarian missions. They help. They care. They are good kids, but they are just kids.
Ted WORKED a lot. As a regional sales manager for Allstate Petersbilt, he traveled constantly. He spent several days of the week out of state. However, he still coordinated his kids’ rides to softball practice, church events, basketball tournaments, school plays, and school itself through a complicated network of people via his phone. I truly don’t know how he did it. It will take six men to fill his shoes.
My brother worked hard and managed his very busy family life; but, like me, he was not a planner. It appears he does not have any life insurance. At 54, he thought he had more time. Jennifer has been too ill to be involved in their finances or in any of the matters my brother managed. Today, she meets with the funeral home. Tomorrow, she will think about how to keep mortgage payments going if it is humanly possible. This is a tough task for a healthy widow. Jennifer does not have her health.
If you are moved to help, ANYTHING is appreciated.
Our sister Jill, a banker, will be managing the funds on behalf of Ted's wife, Jennifer. The account is established as the Ted Corgan Memorial Fund with Fifth Third Bank.
Organizer and beneficiary
Lori Corgan Pearson
Organizer
Spring Lake, MI
Jill Bulson
Beneficiary
