Surnames: Miller, Plummer, Keppert, Oates, Gardner, Gratton

----Source: Marshfield News Herald (Marshfield, Wood Co., Wis.) Wed, Dec 29, 2004

Miller, Harry (2 Dec. 1910 - 28 Dec. 2004)

CHILI -Harry H. Miller, 94, Chili, died at 5:07 am. Tuesday, Dec. 28, 2004, at Neillsville Memorial Nursing Home, where he had resided since Dec. 22.

Arrangements are pending at Rembs/Kundinger Funeral Home, Marshfield.

----Source: Marshfield News Herald (Marshfield, Wood Co., Wis.) Thu, Dec 30, 2004

Harry H. Miller

Harry H. Miller, beloved husband and father, 94, of 9133 County Road V, Chili, died at 5:07 a.m. Tuesday, Dec. 28, 2004, at Memorial Medical Center, Neillsville. He was born Dec. 2, 1910, in Lake Pristine, S. D., the middle child of seven sons born to John F. and Bessie (Plummer) Miller. The family lived in Illinois and later moved to a farm in Greenwood. In 1923, the family purchased a farm in the town of Rock, Wood County. He attended Eaton Center School in Greenwood and Hillcrest School in the town of Rock. He later worked in a shingle mill at Westboro from where he entered the U.S. Army on Feb. 6, 1942. He served in Northern France, Rhineland, and central Europe and was honorably discharged on Dec. 6, 1945. Following his discharge, he did home construction work in Racine. On Aug. 31, 1947, he and Shirley E. Keppert were married at the First Presbyterian Church, Marshfield, by the Rev. Arthur R. Oates. They have since farmed in the town of Rock.

Mr. Miller is survived by his wife ,Shirley; and their three children, daughters, Kathie (Jon) Gardner, Milwaukee, and Tracy A. Miller (Fred Gratton), Madison, and son, Gary W.L. Miller, Chili. He also is survived by a brother, Clifford E. Miller, Belleville, Ill. He is further survived by several nieces and nephews, including Darlene Miller of Rockford, Ill.

Harry was blessed with a wonderful sense of humor and fun. His nickname in the family was "Happy." He enjoyed gardening, reading and his black lab, Pepper. He especially enjoyed spending time with his children and sharing stories with them and with his many friends. In accordance with his wishes, there will be no funeral service at this time. A memorial service will be held at a later date.

MY FATHER'S HANDS

Holding my father's hands these last days, I think of the cows they have milked and birthed, the nails they have pounded, blocks laid up into barn walls. These hard-working hands also were tender, a father's hands wiping a child's tear-stained face. Day by day the clasp of these loving hands on my own has grown weaker as they reach out for the next world. Gently, reluctantly, I let them go, to hold the joy of their reward, and take the outstretched hand of God. - T.M.

"The Lord knoweth the days of the upright: and their inheritance shall be forever." Psalm 37:18