Harley Grossmann
SEARLES – Harley Grossmann, 94, of Searles, died Thursday, April 2, 2015 at the Good Samaritan Society in Winthrop.
Funeral service will be 11 a.m., Thursday, April 9, at the Minnesota Valley Funeral Home, NORTH CHAPEL, in New Ulm. Burial will be in the New Ulm City Cemetery, Soldiers Rest Section, with full military honors being conducted at the cemetery by the New Ulm Area Comrades of Valor Honor Guard.
Visitation will be 4-7 p.m. Wednesday and will continue on Thursday from 7:30-11 a.m. at the Minnesota Valley Funeral Home, NORTH CHAPEL, in New Ulm.
To sign the guestbook for the family or to leave them an online condolence go to www.mvfh.org.
Harley is survived by sons, Steven (Marjorie) Grossmann of Courtland, Gerry Grossmann of Searles; by grandchildren, Mark, Sara (Chad,) Laura, Michael, and Brandon; by great-grandchildren, Ava, Nicholas, and Harleigh; by sisters-in-law, Gloria “Boots” Dorn of St. Paul and Joleen Grossmann of New Ulm; and by many nieces and nephews.
He was preceded in death by his parents; his wife Bernadette on December 11, 2006; sons Michael, Gregory, and Peter; and by his four brothers.
Harley Otto Grossmann was born on December 20, 1920 in Cottonwood Township, Brown County to Robert and Josephine (Dauer) Grossmann. He attended a country school in Cottonwood Township. Harley was a veteran serving in the Unites States Army during WWII from 1942-1946. On January 11, 1947 he was united in marriage to Bernadette Dorn at St. Mary’s Catholic Church in New Ulm. After marriage they farmed in Cottonwood Township, Brown County and retired in 1975. They continued to live on the farm until 1984 when they moved into New Ulm. Harley enjoyed watching Searles baseball and keeping up on current events. He was a conversationalist, and would look for any reason to go to the Searles station where he could engage people and enjoy a good debate. He was always on “the other side” just to continue the conversation. He had a sharp mind and quick wit, and was known as “a character” by many. He was a member of the DAV and loved going to his Army division’s Hellcat reunions. He appreciated his German heritage, especially a good batch of kraut. All his life, Harley considered himself lucky. He ended every conversation with “We’ll talk again soon.” His family looks forward to that day.
In lieu of flowers the family prefers memorials to donor’s choice.