Alice Cruse Crouch
Alice Cruse Crouch entered into glory-land on December 6, 2015. She was born on Valentine’s Day, 1915, in Iola, IL, daughter of Lutellus and Leora Owens Cruse.
She was preceded in death by her parents, husband Vernon, brother Buford Cruse, sister Loraine Cruse Burtch, and half-sister Alma Cruse Bonjes. She is survived by several nieces, nephews, one sister-in-law, and various grand nieces and nephews.
Alice’s early life was altered dramatically on Groundhog Day, 1945 when a bullet from a sniper’s gun in WW II Germany killed Vernon, the love of her life, a trauma from which she never quite recovered. In her quest to pick up the pieces, Alice pursued a career as a high school teacher in home economics in Shelbyville, IL.
Her hobbies included singing in the Methodist church choir.
When a progressive form of hearing loss forced her into early retirement, Alice refocused by actively volunteering at the local hospital. She also spent time being arguably the best baby sitter in town, more a labor of love than a job. Alice loved babies. She also cared for, housed, and visited invalids and shut-ins.
Alice was active before active was cool. Alice was a shrewd business woman but a gentle soul. Giving was in her nature. She never sought the spotlight, just humbly did the best she could. Throughout most of her life Alice was a health nut. She once said, “I’ve been on a diabetic diet all my life and I’m not even diabetic.” That perspective changed dramatically with the onset of dementia at which point Kit Kats and Snicker bars became life-long friends.
In the final ten years of her life, Alice was a beloved tenant at Brookdale’s assisted living facility in Urbana, IL. Care givers there loved her like family but respected her independent spirit. Some cautioned visitors to beware. She might be a hundred years old but she still possesses a mean ‘leff hook’.
Friends and family will memorialize Alice for many years to come. She is heaven’s gain.
Online condolences may be offered at www.HeathandVaughn.com.
Alice was our son's babysitter for his first 2 years, and our daughter's for her first year. Since we had no family in Shelbyville, she was like a local grandma for them. She was always so loving and positive with them, and with us too. We were confident that our kids were in good hands when they were with her. We had exchanged Christmas cards with her until we lost touch just a few years ago-now I realize it was probably the dementia. She was just one of the nicest, kindest person we have ever known. She touched so many lives in her many years. We are sorry to learn of her passing.