Joel Mark Rollefson
Joel Mark Rollefson, age 55, a 7-year resident of Henderson (formerly a life long
resident of Iowa) passed away Sunday, February 25 th at home. Joel was born May
3, 1962 in Forest City, IA, the second of 3 sons to Marlyn and Margaret (Boland)
Joel graduated from Forest City High School in Iowa and was a very proud
graduate of Iowa State University (Go Cyclones!) where he received his Bachelor
of Science degree in 1984 in the field of animal science. Foregoing his dream to
become a large animal veterinarian, he spent close to 25 years working for
various insurance companies, loan offices, and financial institutions throughout
Iowa. Having major banking burn out (and within weeks of 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! Joel owned and operated his own taxidermy
business in Henderson, NV 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 7, who was his absolute pride, joy, and greatest
accomplishment; Brothers Jon (Laura) Rollefson and Jay Rollefson; Step-Mother
Shirley Rollefson and nieces and nephews too numerous and abundant to name.
He was preceded in death by his parents and grandparents.
A memorial service will take place from 10:00 a.m. – 12:00 p.m. on Saturday,
March 10, 2018 at La Paloma Funeral Services, 5450 Stephanie St, Las Vegas, NV
For 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 your business because your
body is failing, then pile on financial, parental and marital stress. He was so very
tired, and had been 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.