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Rollefson, Joel Mark (1962-2018)

ROLLEFSON, BOLAND

Posted By: Paul Nagy (email)
Date: 5/11/2018 at 16:57:14

Joel Mark Rollefson
May 3, 1962 - February 25, 2018

Joel Mark Rollefson, age 55, a seven-year resident of Henderson (formerly a life-long resident of Iowa) passed away on Sunday, February 25, 2018, at home.

The second of three sons of Marlyn and Margaret (Boland) Rollefson, Joel was born on May 3, 1962, in Forest City, Iowa. After graduating from Forest City High School, he went on to complete a Bachelor of Science degree in animal science at Iowa State University (Go Cyclones!) in 1984. Foregoing his dream of become a large animal veterinarian, he spent nearly twenty-five years working for various insurance companies, loan offices, and financial institutions throughout Iowa. Within weeks of having a major banking burn out and finally becoming a father, Joel moved his family to the Las Vegas area in 2010 to try his hand at taxidermy, something very near to his heart. He, very much, remained an Iowa farm boy though and couldn’t figure out why in the heck he couldn’t master growing tomatoes in the desert! In Henderson, Nevada, Joel owned and operated his own taxidermy business until his health started to deteriorate, and he could no longer physically work.

Joel is survived by his wife, Kandice (Julius); one amazingly beautiful daughter, Marli Grace Rollefson, age seven, his absolute pride, joy, and greatest accomplishment; his brothers, Jon (Laura), and Jay Rollefson; and his step-mother, Shirley Rollefson; as well as by nieces and nephews too numerous to name. He was preceded in death by his parents and grandparents. A memorial service will take place from 10:00 to 12:00 p.m. on Saturday, March 10, 2018, at La Paloma Funeral Services, 5450 Stephanie Street, Las Vegas, Nevada 89122.

Those of you who REALLY, TRULY knew Joel during his LIFETIME, those who walked WITH him and can unfortunately attest to his nearly life long battle with severe clinical depression/anxiety, you may appreciate the following poem. Couple that already existing depression with losing his business because his body was failing, then pile on financial, parental, and marital stress. He was so very tired and had been so for many, many years. Joel was your son, your brother, your uncle, your friend, a husband, a father…yet he died thinking he was all alone. Hopefully, he’s feeling all the love now, in Heaven, that he didn’t feel on Earth.

I’m tired of crying.
I’m tired of yelling.
I’m tired of being sad.
I’m tired of pretending.
I’m tired of being alone.
I’m tired of being angry.
I’m tired of feeling crazy.
I’m tired of feeling stuck.
I’m tired of needing help.
I’m tired of remembering.
I’m tired of missing things.
I’m tired of being different.
I’m tired of missing people.
I’m tired of feeling worthless.
I’m tired of feeling empty inside.
I’m tired of not being able to just let go.
I’m tired of wishing I could start all over.
I’m tired of dreaming of a life I will never have.
But most of all, I’m just tired of being tired.

La Paloma Funeral Services, Las Vegas, Nevada, 2018.


 

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