Margaret Joan (Margie) Schroeder

Margaret Joan (Margie) Schroeder walked into the arms of Jesus, January 10, 2017, surrounded by loved ones. 

Mom was born August 6, 1938 to Ernest & Harriet Wyttenhove in Miles City, Montana. She grew up on the family farm and had many exciting adventures. She was always happy to share her wonderful gift of story-telling about her daring childhood escapades growing up. Mom was the youngest of three sisters. She married George (Chic) L. Schroeder and together they enjoyed 55 years of marriage. Mom lived courageously with dignity, grace, and love. 

Mom was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Chic; and her dear sister Ferne.  

She is survived by her daughters Brenda (Scott) Simon; Lisa (Keven) Reinschmidt; and son, Scott Schroeder all of Billings; along with her adopted daughter, Susan (Don) Wicker of Billings; and sister, Clare (Jack) Doran of Miles City, Montana. She is also survived by her grandchildren: Luke, Emmy, Isaac and Danny along with many dear nieces and nephews.

Mom faithfully loved her Lord and Savior Jesus and served Him with humility and devotion her entire life. She loved her family and friends unconditionally. Mom had many diverse interests and hobbies. She loved to garden and was delighted when all was in bloom, especially her lovely zinnias. She had the touch of a farmer and everything she planted flourished beautifully. Mom had a booth at Marketplace 3301 that she absolutely adored and found great joy in, so cherishing her extended family there. Mom was incredibly creative, an accomplished pianist, and was a gallant prayer warrior. She was always there to help anyone with a hug and a kind, encouraging word. Mom had a tender heart for people and animals and always, always was there to help anyone. She never met a stranger. 

Mom had an incredibly playful and free spirit. She also had an incredible sense of humor. Her laugh was infectious. She loved to play cards into the wee hours of the night. She passed on her love of Elvis and dancing to her children. Often, we would move all of the furniture in the living room to one side and dance together to Elvis 45’s. Oh, how she loved dancing with Dad.

She never shied away from getting her hands dirty in the garden, working on a piece of furniture for her booth, or helping someone else with their project. She lived with her heart wide open — free to give and receive love. She had the soul of a farmer, poet, adventurer, and artist. We will miss her dearly.

Mom was such a special, unique and honest lady. It’s just not possible to capture her essence in this brief tribute. If one tries to describe the beauty of a gentle rain, a butterfly, a hug, holding a loved one’s hand, sharing and caring from the heart, or the tenderness of our mom’s unconditional love — it can’t be done. Some treasures are too precious to put into words. They can only be felt and experienced in the heart. 

Thank you to the many who have helped Mom and walked alongside her throughout her life. She flew high on your friendships and rested in the warm glow of your love and prayers. We also want to thank her wonderful doctors, nurses, staff and our new friends at Riverstone Hospice — we could not have walked the last two months without your loving care and support. God bless you all.  

A memorial service will be held Saturday, January 28th at 11 a.m. at Faith Chapel, 517 Shiloh Road (Broadwater entrance), in Billings, followed by a reception at the church, you are all invited. Interment will be at a later date.  

Smith Funeral Chapels in Billings is in charge of arrangements. Condolences may be shared with the family by visiting

6 For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time for my departure is near. 7 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 8 Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day — and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing ~ 2 Timothy 4:6-8 (NIV)

Mom left us all a thought in her final writings — “While I’m on the subject, Please, I pray, give each other understanding, love and grace!” What a beautiful prayer, may we all strive to do just that.