Jacob Holeman, Adjutant
The Officers and Members of Harmony Chapter No. 18 of the Disabled American Veterans join in extending their Heartfelt Sympathy to you and your family in this Hour of Sorrow.
Birth date: Oct 15, 1921 Death date: Mar 11, 2015
Harry Walter De Soto October 15, 1921 – March 11, 2015 Harry De Soto was born, the sixth of six boys, into a Minnesota farming family of Dutch Reformed background. He grew up in Ogilvie, Minnesota. He married his childhood sweeth Read Obituary
The Officers and Members of Harmony Chapter No. 18 of the Disabled American Veterans join in extending their Heartfelt Sympathy to you and your family in this Hour of Sorrow.
I can't quite believe that he is gone. I know he has been so frail for so long, but all I can remember are the times he and grandma Eunice took us to Old County buffet or the times we would drop by and chat in the living room. He had so many wonderful stories. We miss him. He was such a wonderful man and a wonderful grandfather to a few kids whose family was so far away. We send our love to the family from Bavaria. He always mentioned how much he loved Austria and the Bavarian country, after he talked about his time in Berchtesgaden. I now know why.
What a man! It is an honor to serve in his Army.
Grandpa Harry and Grandma Eunice were such a significant part of my childhood that it is hard to pick apart individual memories. Grandparents day at school was a big one. I remember their home and how I loved to look at all the various trinkets. I remember Grandpa Harry sitting in his chair, quietly and lovingly watching me, always ready with a hug. I remember hearing from others that his war experiences were terrible and being very much in awe of so much that I did not understand. He always made me feel loved and cared for. After I made my home elsewhere he always seemed so glad to see me when I came home. I remember taking my newly adopted son to meet him and I treasure those pictures. I'm not sure Grandpa Harry or Judah enjoyed that moment nearly as much as I did. The thought of him safe at last with Jesus is precious.
Grandpa Harry was our grandfather, though not in blood. We lived far away from our own grandparents, and the De Soto's adopted us. Grandparents Day was always a little confusing to me growing up, since I was never quite sure to whom I should send my cards. Sometimes my grandparents got them. Sometimes the De Soto's did. But every Grandparents Day, card or no card, they came to our school and made us feel loved and special, though I suppose the whole point was to make them feel so!
I don't remember ever having a conversation with Grandpa Harry after which I left empty handed. As a small girl he sneaked me mints. As an adult he sneaked me cash. His love and generosity have made an impression on me, and God only knows how my life has been changed for the good through his prayers.
I love, miss and honor him.
Courtney (Rayburn) Dey
Harry and Eunice are a part of some of my earliest memories. I remember my dad and Harry playing Caroms and laughing and laughing. They liked to tease each other. I remember visiting them when they worked for the wealthy family mentioned in the obituary. I thought they lived in a really neat place.
We are happy for Harry to be with his Lord and Savior, but know how much his family will miss him. We are praying for all of you, who each have your own individual sorrows and memories. Blessings to you.
Love,
Thelma and Stan Vander Pol
Harry and Eunice were extremely important to me and to my family. My parents traveled with them, and grew up together in Minnesota. They taught me how to walk nearly 70 years ago.
Harry was part of the greatest generation. He saw and experienced many really difficult things in World War II.
He was a true man of God. I have so many memories of him and Eunice.
Eunice you are in our prayers!
Walt & Evie