John R .Rosenberger, 71, passed into eternity on this day,Tuesday, August 23rd. 2016.

Viewing will be at Waterbury funeral Home, 4125 Orleans ave. Sioux City,Ia. 4:00 pm-7pm. Friday.,Aug. 26. There will be a graveside service at Calvary Cemetery, 2802 Casselman st.at 10:00 am. Saturday, Aug.27 .Please join the family for a luncheon at Golden Corral, 5230 Sergeant Rd. following the service. Thank You so much for your thoughts and prayers, they are much appreciated at this time.

Both he and his wife were born in Sioux City, Ia., but lived most of their life in Papillon,Ne. In his early years he was an avid amateur photographer and Real Estate agent for N.P.Dodge. In his later years, along with his family, he simultaneously owned and operated 1 Potato 2 restaurants in Westroads and Oakview Malls, and Gold Coast Lounge in Omaha, Nebraska. While living in Las Vegas, Nv. he retired from Greyhound Lines after 27 years. Moving to Falls City, Ne., he became a friend to creature’s great and small (his birds) and was particular to Baby and Alley, (his cats.)After retirement, he began his long and hardest journey, fighting the disease that finally took his life. To the Drs. and nursing staff of F.C.Community Hospital. His family would like to extend their deepest gratitude to all involved with his last days of care, which was exceptional. Now it is time for him to rest on this day August 23 2016.

Eulogy;
Given by Pastor Pat Robinson:
When a son stands by his dying father’s bed and says the words that he always wanted to say but somehow never could, that's called heartbreak. There is no comfort for something like that .When a woman who for weeks has camped out by her husband’s bed, holding his hand that can no longer hold hers back, that's called heartbreak. There is no comfort for something like that. We're here today to say good-bye to the Rosenberger family's loved one ,John Robert Rosenberger. He was what they called old school all the way. He worked his whole life to take care of his family and that's what he did. There's a whole lot of life lived in a sentence like that. Knowing that his illness would eventually catch him, his wishes were simple, ha said to his wife, don't make me out to be something I'm not and whatever you want is ok by me, and will you call Elaine and ask her if the boys will sing me into my grave. That was it. He wasn't a religious man, but he believed in God. His church was taking care of the house, making sure to fix and what he called keeping the house glued together for another year. He went to work, he paid the bills, and he put food on the table. He, in his early years was a quick temper sort of guy, but that wained with the years along with his disapproving wife. He raised a family, he did truly love. They might beg to differ at times, but that's what families do. Right. Nobody is what they do for a living, it's what they live to do., I guess what he lived to do the most was to love and take care of his wife. He tried to change his ways to make her not be so mad at him all the time. He would take her to her flea markets and auctions. He tolerated her pension for taking in just about every stray cat or dog she came across. He even grew to love them like she did. Every day he would get up early to feed "his" birds, go to the shelter where he volunteered right beside his wife. Order the pizza on her sick day’s .He pretty much did whatever she did and she did whatever he did (watch football) ha. He wanted what his son, who stood by his bedside wanted from his dad, he wanted his Dad to be proud of him. And he was. And she was. .So when a man who spent his life taking care of them ,needed them to take care of him ,he did not have to worry .Because the ones you hold dear ,will be there , right beside you, till the end.

a poem. By H.R.
Just Over There.

He's just over there, aways, out in the back yard, cutting fresh rhubarb to eat on the front porch. He's just sitting down to watch the 5:30 evening news, both channels, one recorded, with his plate of sliced tomatoes and Mount Olive pickles and a diet orange soda. He's not gone, for as long as you remember, he's just over there, always...

He is survived in this life by his wife of 42 years, Holly. Their children John S.,Jessica J., Luke J. ,John C.

He is preceded in passing by his daughter Jackie Ann, his mother Florence, father Francis.