Wrights & Maxeys of Monroe County, Mississippi - Person Sheet
Wrights & Maxeys of Monroe County, Mississippi - Person Sheet
NameROSE, Ruben Fred 
Birth Date7 Jul 1922
Birth PlaceCornell, Chippewa County, Wisconsin
Death Date6 Mar 2015 Age: 92
Death PlaceWenatchee, Chelan County, Washington
OccupationLaw Enforcement
Misc. Notes
Born Raymond Fred Schaffer but because of family situation had his legal name changed to Ruben Fred Rose after the family who helped raise him.
OBIT
Wenatchee, WA
My dad, Ruben F. Rose, finished the end of his earthly tour of duty on Friday, March 6, 2015.
Dad was born in Cornell, WI and was raised by his maternal grandmother and his aunts and uncles.
When he was old enough, he enlisted in the Army in 1940, and served in WWII. He toured overseas in the Philippines, where he was a demolition expert.
Upon his discharge in 1946, he followed an uncle to Washington, where he went to work logging in Entiat. One day, they came to Wenatchee, where a friend told him that the City of Wenatchee was hiring Police Officers. He called the Chief and was hired on the spot.
His first year of policing, he stopped for dinner at the Night and Day Cafe; in Downtown Wenatchee, where a beautiful, spunky waitress waited on him. For dad, it was love at first sight. He married my mom, Molly, on Valentine’s day in 1948, at the Cougar Inn in Lake Wenatchee.
After a couple years working for the Wenatchee Police Department, a new Chief was hired and dad didn’t like him so much, so he applied and was hired by the Chelan County Sheriff’s Office. Dad had very little education, however his common sense and street smarts allowed him to be promoted up the ranks. His final promotion was to Undersheriff under then Sheriff Dick Nickel. When Dick retired, dad ran to replace him as Sheriff and was unsuccessful in that election, so he retired after 30 years in law enforcement.
Retirement only allowed him to do other things like serving in Olympia for the Washington State Law Enforcement Association to be an advocate for Law Enforcement Issues. He never really stopped being a cop. Stories of cases he worked (some he never solved), the bad guys he caught, the good and bad days in the line of duty never were far from his mind. When he was too much a cop at home, mom would say “Rosie, put your badge away… you’re not the police of me.”
He loved his trips to the Sheriff’s office to visit with the secretaries and office clerks. He treasured his friendship with Sheriff Brian Burnett and Police Chief Tom Robbins. They valued his service and showed honor and respect to dad and for that, I will be forever grateful.
Dad found strength and peace in his faith in God. That faith made sense of the many things in his life that made no sense. Dad was a practical Christian in every way. Dad and Mom made many good friends in their 67 years of marriage. For Dad, it didn’t matter if you worked with him, went to church with him, were in Masons with him, knew his kids, or simply ran into him when he was buying flowers for mom at Pybus on a Saturday morning - if you were lucky enough to be his friend, you were his friend for life. If you visited with dad, you could always count on a good story, a huge smile and a big hug when you left. He had a quick wit and loved a good joke. He cherished his trips to the Hot Rod Cafe; for coffee with his buddy, Bill Haynes. Good stories as the coffee guys solved all the world’s problems and talked about how they used to do things in the good old days.
Dad was very proud and loved that he served his country and was a veteran of a foreign war. He loved that he helped establish the Morris Little League Park and that the work he did is still in use today. He loved this community through his volunteer work for many organizations. He simply loved it all. He was devoted to mom until her passing this January. He had significant health issues the past four years, but would battle back every time to take care of mom. His tenacity carried him through many tough days of his life. It was her love that guided him and led him Home.
Dad and Mom are together again and leave behind us, who loved them and miss them so much, including my big brother, Doug Rose (Debbie and Poppy’s girls, Ashley and Amanda), and me, his baby girl, Linda Haglund (Chet Virnig, Dad’s Fix-It Guy and Kindred Spirit). He was preceded in death by his brothers, Uncle Roy and Uncle Art; and my big sister, Susan Rose.
OBIT
Wenatchee, WA
My dad, Ruben F. Rose, finished the end of his earthly tour of duty on Friday, March 6, 2015.
Dad was born in Cornell, WI and was raised by his maternal grandmother and his aunts and uncles.
When he was old enough, he enlisted in the Army in 1940, and served in WWII. He toured overseas in the Philippines, where he was a demolition expert.
Upon his discharge in 1946, he followed an uncle to Washington, where he went to work logging in Entiat. One day, they came to Wenatchee, where a friend told him that the City of Wenatchee was hiring Police Officers. He called the Chief and was hired on the spot.
His first year of policing, he stopped for dinner at the Night and Day Cafe; in Downtown Wenatchee, where a beautiful, spunky waitress waited on him. For dad, it was love at first sight. He married my mom, Molly, on Valentine’s day in 1948, at the Cougar Inn in Lake Wenatchee.
After a couple years working for the Wenatchee Police Department, a new Chief was hired and dad didn’t like him so much, so he applied and was hired by the Chelan County Sheriff’s Office. Dad had very little education, however his common sense and street smarts allowed him to be promoted up the ranks. His final promotion was to Undersheriff under then Sheriff Dick Nickel. When Dick retired, dad ran to replace him as Sheriff and was unsuccessful in that election, so he retired after 30 years in law enforcement.
Retirement only allowed him to do other things like serving in Olympia for the Washington State Law Enforcement Association to be an advocate for Law Enforcement Issues. He never really stopped being a cop. Stories of cases he worked (some he never solved), the bad guys he caught, the good and bad days in the line of duty never were far from his mind. When he was too much a cop at home, mom would say “Rosie, put your badge away… you’re not the police of me.”
He loved his trips to the Sheriff’s office to visit with the secretaries and office clerks. He treasured his friendship with Sheriff Brian Burnett and Police Chief Tom Robbins. They valued his service and showed honor and respect to dad and for that, I will be forever grateful.
Dad found strength and peace in his faith in God. That faith made sense of the many things in his life that made no sense. Dad was a practical Christian in every way. Dad and Mom made many good friends in their 67 years of marriage. For Dad, it didn’t matter if you worked with him, went to church with him, were in Masons with him, knew his kids, or simply ran into him when he was buying flowers for mom at Pybus on a Saturday morning - if you were lucky enough to be his friend, you were his friend for life. If you visited with dad, you could always count on a good story, a huge smile and a big hug when you left. He had a quick wit and loved a good joke. He cherished his trips to the Hot Rod Cafe; for coffee with his buddy, Bill Haynes. Good stories as the coffee guys solved all the world’s problems and talked about how they used to do things in the good old days.
Dad was very proud and loved that he served his country and was a veteran of a foreign war. He loved that he helped establish the Morris Little League Park and that the work he did is still in use today. He loved this community through his volunteer work for many organizations. He simply loved it all. He was devoted to mom until her passing this January. He had significant health issues the past four years, but would battle back every time to take care of mom. His tenacity carried him through many tough days of his life. It was her love that guided him and led him Home.
Dad and Mom are together again and leave behind us, who loved them and miss them so much, including my big brother, Doug Rose (Debbie and Poppy’s girls, Ashley and Amanda), and me, his baby girl, Linda Haglund (Chet Virnig, Dad’s Fix-It Guy and Kindred Spirit). He was preceded in death by his brothers, Uncle Roy and Uncle Art; and my big sister, Susan Rose.
Spouses
1WRIGHT, Molly Mavis , G Grandaunt
, G GrandauntBirth Date26 Jan 1924
Birth PlaceAmory, Monroe County, Mississippi
Death Date15 Jan 2015 Age: 90
Death PlaceWenatchee, Chelan County, Washington
OccupationMotel Operations
Cause of DeaCongestive Heart Failure
FatherWRIGHT, Oscar Verdo (1878-1948)
MotherMAXEY, Martha Pallentine (1887-1965)
Misc. Notes
Called "Moddy"
OBIT
Wenatchee, WA
My mom, Molly M. (Wright) Rose, completed her earthly journey on January 15, 2015. My sister threw a party in heaven and that was apparent by the white confetti falling from the sky. She was in her own bed, surrounded by the things she loved. A special thank you to our Angels from Hospice and Healthy Options, for helping me honor her wishes. Of anyone I have ever met, she exemplified the old gospel song, “It is well with my Soul”. She died as she lived… extraordinary, with dignity and grace.
She was born and raised in Amory, Mississippi. She and her twin sister, Aunt Mae, were the eighth and ninth of ten children born to hard working parents. She came to Washington with friends and extended family and found her true calling as a waitress. (Actually, it was serving people). In 1947, she was working at the Night and Day Cafe; when a tall, skinny City of Wenatchee Cop came in for dinner and she waited on him. For my dad, Ruben, it was love at first sight, because I believe you simply cannot meet my mother and not love her. They were married on Valentine’s Day in 1948, standing on a bear skin rug in front of the fireplace at the Cougar Inn at Lake Wenatchee. On Christmas Eve that year, they gave birth to my sister, Susan, their pride and joy. Four years later, they had my brother, Doug, and then I surprised them four years later. Mom worked for other restaurants after the Night and Day Cafe;, like Vic’s Drive Inn and Rooney’s, till finally she landed her dream job at the Chieftain Restaurant. She found the perfect bosses in Rich and Ruth Kyle, who became family to her. She waited on so many customers that she thought of as family in her 30 years there. Many still talk about the Chieftain… Apple Bread, Prime Rib, Pow Wow Room, Midnight Raid and, of course, Molly. She felt blessed to be a part of that legacy. She retired after 30 years with the Chieftain in 1994.
Mom and Dad endured so many things in their 67 years of marriage. Too many to list, however, she found her strength and tenacity in her faith in God. It never wavered. She lived her faith by her actions… every day. She never met a stranger and I cannot ever remember her saying an unkind thing about anyone. In she and dad’s life here in Wenatchee, they made so many friends. I always said their friends were far right, far left and a whole lot down the middle. They always treated people with kindness and respect, thus keeping the bonds of friendship strong.
She leaves behind my dad, Ruben Rose; my brother, Doug Rose (Debbie, Ashley and Amanda); her baby daughter, me, Linda Haglund (Chet Virnig, who she loving called her yard boy); her baby brother, L.B. Wright of Amory, MS; and too numerous friends to count. She was preceded in death by her parents; eight brothers and sisters; and my big sister, Susan Rose.
Mom leaves us a legacy of giving and she loved flowers… so if you want to send flowers, please send them to someone in your life you love and, in doing so, remember mom. If you want to make a donation in her name to her favorite charity, we encourage you to do so. “Haven Of Hope,” 202 South Franklin, Wenatchee, WA 98801.
OBIT
Wenatchee, WA
My mom, Molly M. (Wright) Rose, completed her earthly journey on January 15, 2015. My sister threw a party in heaven and that was apparent by the white confetti falling from the sky. She was in her own bed, surrounded by the things she loved. A special thank you to our Angels from Hospice and Healthy Options, for helping me honor her wishes. Of anyone I have ever met, she exemplified the old gospel song, “It is well with my Soul”. She died as she lived… extraordinary, with dignity and grace.
She was born and raised in Amory, Mississippi. She and her twin sister, Aunt Mae, were the eighth and ninth of ten children born to hard working parents. She came to Washington with friends and extended family and found her true calling as a waitress. (Actually, it was serving people). In 1947, she was working at the Night and Day Cafe; when a tall, skinny City of Wenatchee Cop came in for dinner and she waited on him. For my dad, Ruben, it was love at first sight, because I believe you simply cannot meet my mother and not love her. They were married on Valentine’s Day in 1948, standing on a bear skin rug in front of the fireplace at the Cougar Inn at Lake Wenatchee. On Christmas Eve that year, they gave birth to my sister, Susan, their pride and joy. Four years later, they had my brother, Doug, and then I surprised them four years later. Mom worked for other restaurants after the Night and Day Cafe;, like Vic’s Drive Inn and Rooney’s, till finally she landed her dream job at the Chieftain Restaurant. She found the perfect bosses in Rich and Ruth Kyle, who became family to her. She waited on so many customers that she thought of as family in her 30 years there. Many still talk about the Chieftain… Apple Bread, Prime Rib, Pow Wow Room, Midnight Raid and, of course, Molly. She felt blessed to be a part of that legacy. She retired after 30 years with the Chieftain in 1994.
Mom and Dad endured so many things in their 67 years of marriage. Too many to list, however, she found her strength and tenacity in her faith in God. It never wavered. She lived her faith by her actions… every day. She never met a stranger and I cannot ever remember her saying an unkind thing about anyone. In she and dad’s life here in Wenatchee, they made so many friends. I always said their friends were far right, far left and a whole lot down the middle. They always treated people with kindness and respect, thus keeping the bonds of friendship strong.
She leaves behind my dad, Ruben Rose; my brother, Doug Rose (Debbie, Ashley and Amanda); her baby daughter, me, Linda Haglund (Chet Virnig, who she loving called her yard boy); her baby brother, L.B. Wright of Amory, MS; and too numerous friends to count. She was preceded in death by her parents; eight brothers and sisters; and my big sister, Susan Rose.
Mom leaves us a legacy of giving and she loved flowers… so if you want to send flowers, please send them to someone in your life you love and, in doing so, remember mom. If you want to make a donation in her name to her favorite charity, we encourage you to do so. “Haven Of Hope,” 202 South Franklin, Wenatchee, WA 98801.
Marr Date14 Feb 1948
Marr PlaceCougar Inn at Lake Wenatchee, Chelon County, Washington