Getting To Know Us!
Here at Abbey Caskets, we are blessed with the best staff!
We’d like to take the opportunity to introduce you to each of our employees so you can connect a face with a name the next time you give us a call, and maybe learn a little about those behind the scenes!
Larry is one of our craftsmen that builds our traditional and monastic style caskets and cremation urns. Larry enjoys the work that he does and it shows with each beautiful casket and urn that is finished!
Larry’s favorite work memory is the words of comfort that everyone shared with him upon the passing of his sister, Darlene.
When he’s not at work, you can find Larry working in his landscaping, reading a good book or woodworking in his own shop.
Larry’s favorite Scripture is “Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, so that where I am, there you may be also. And you know the way to the place where I am going.” –John 14:1-4
Another hobby that Larry enjoys is writing. Below is a poem that he recently wrote.
When Prayers Turn to Tears
By Larry N. Epple
My grandmother prayed a lot.
I remember that.
I remember too on cold winter days when she would tell me to come in where it’s warm.
My mother was much the same way.
And she looked after her children and grandchildren with the same loving care.
I doubt I pray as much as they did.
But I pray for God to guide me in my thoughts.
And in what I say and what I do.
And I pray for thanks.
But not as much as I should.
And late on quiet nights.
When it seems like only me and God are awake.
It makes us both a little sad to know I didn’t live up to my prayers.
And I pray for forgiveness.
I go to work. I do my best.
Everyone I work with does their best.
We care. It matters.
And when we see another casket leaving for delivery…
We know that someone’s prayers have turned to tears.
It’s all about family.
Someone else’s family…
We’re all in God’s family.
And last March when God told my sister to come in out of the cold to share His warmth….
We watched as another casket left for delivery…
And my prayers turned to tears.