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Dale Herman Petersen
October 13, 1930 ~ September 26, 2017 (age 86) 86 Years Old Light a Candle
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Message from Richard Frey & Juanita Frey
October 3, 2017 6:22 PM
My mom and I would like express our coindolences for the family and friends of Dale. We sure will miss him.
Message from Nicole Hoxworth (Petersen)
September 29, 2017 11:03 AM
Dad, Stuart,Harlan, Ryan and Family
I am sorry to miss seeing everyone!!
I have such good memories of Grandpa.
I loved going out in the farm with him, feeding the cows and checking the pens.
I was always a little in awe of him but I remember he had a sense of humor too. He would tell a joke and then laugh real loud. His shoulders would shake.
I remember the big garden that he and grandma had. I would go and eat all the tomatoes I could find. I remember the big shed they had behind the trailer. I thought there was enough food in there to feed an army!! (Which we were!) I am thankful for the life he provided for his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.
I have so many memories and that's why I am sad to not be there. To share all the memories that everyone has, to celebrate a life lived and loved.
To all my uncles thank you for taking such good care of Grandpa. Thank you for the example of children taking such good care of their Father.
I am grateful and proud to be a Petersen.
I am sorry to miss seeing everyone!!
I have such good memories of Grandpa.
I loved going out in the farm with him, feeding the cows and checking the pens.
I was always a little in awe of him but I remember he had a sense of humor too. He would tell a joke and then laugh real loud. His shoulders would shake.
I remember the big garden that he and grandma had. I would go and eat all the tomatoes I could find. I remember the big shed they had behind the trailer. I thought there was enough food in there to feed an army!! (Which we were!) I am thankful for the life he provided for his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.
I have so many memories and that's why I am sad to not be there. To share all the memories that everyone has, to celebrate a life lived and loved.
To all my uncles thank you for taking such good care of Grandpa. Thank you for the example of children taking such good care of their Father.
I am grateful and proud to be a Petersen.
A candle was lit by Nicole Hoxworth ( Petersen)
on September 29, 2017 10:31 AM
Message from Nicole Hoxworth (Petersen)
September 29, 2017 10:23 AM
Dad, Stuart,Harlen and Ryan
I am sorry to miss seeing everyone.
I have fond memories of grandpa. I was always a little in awe of him. I remember him as being a firm man but with a sense of humor.
I loved going out on the farm with him to feed the cows and check the pens. I remember with fondness the life he provided for his family. For his grandchildren. I loved the big garden he and grandma had. I would go out and eat all the tomatoes I could find. I remember the storage shed filled with food in the back of the trailer. I thought that it was enough food to feed an army! (Which we were!)
The memories go on and on. That is the reason that I am sad to not be there to celebrate his life, a life lived, a life that I got to share in and experience. I am sorry for the loss of a father, grandfather and great grandfather.
I send my love and sympathy to all my uncles.
Thank you for taking such good care of Grandpa.
Thank you for the example of children loving and taking care of their Father.
I am grateful and proud to be a Petersen.
I am sorry to miss seeing everyone.
I have fond memories of grandpa. I was always a little in awe of him. I remember him as being a firm man but with a sense of humor.
I loved going out on the farm with him to feed the cows and check the pens. I remember with fondness the life he provided for his family. For his grandchildren. I loved the big garden he and grandma had. I would go out and eat all the tomatoes I could find. I remember the storage shed filled with food in the back of the trailer. I thought that it was enough food to feed an army! (Which we were!)
The memories go on and on. That is the reason that I am sad to not be there to celebrate his life, a life lived, a life that I got to share in and experience. I am sorry for the loss of a father, grandfather and great grandfather.
I send my love and sympathy to all my uncles.
Thank you for taking such good care of Grandpa.
Thank you for the example of children loving and taking care of their Father.
I am grateful and proud to be a Petersen.
A candle was lit by George Sherry Steven Wells
on September 28, 2017 6:55 PM
Message from Mike Smith
September 28, 2017 6:27 AM
I had the privilege of working with Dale for a while on a sod farm in Kimberly. When he stopped working there I would still see him when he would bring his western horseman magazines over and catch up on things. He will be missed as he was a good friend.
Message from Roger and Julie
September 27, 2017 1:55 PM
Wade, Stuart, Harlan, Ryan & Family,
We have missed Dale the last few months. Always enjoyed his cowboy stories. We are grateful for the time that he was a part of the Sievers’ family.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you. May you know God’s presence and comfort.
We have missed Dale the last few months. Always enjoyed his cowboy stories. We are grateful for the time that he was a part of the Sievers’ family.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you. May you know God’s presence and comfort.
A candle was lit by Sally Ann (Petersen) West and Family
on September 27, 2017 10:34 AM
Message from Sally Ann (Petersen) West and Family
September 27, 2017 10:32 AM
Dear Uncle Dale's Family -
One of the last true cowboys and a very handsome cowboy he was!!!
I hold very fond loving memories of him!!!
May Dale the Spirit's journey through the White Light to go to our Heavenly Home be wonderful & beautiful!!!
Many 'Happy Trails' to you, Uncle Dale!!!
Always - Lots of Love to Dale the Spirit & to Each of You!!!
Your cousin, Sally Ann (Petersen) West and her family- Duane, Meghan, Levi, & Alexandra 'Lexy' -
Pathways
On a camping outing in the mountains,
I find myself, one bright clear morning, taking in all the beauty of this forest home.
I let myself wander to a small path, made by many of the woodland creatures.
Being so at peace in this setting of nature’s magic, I find myself daydreaming about paths.
I reflect upon what this path and the many other paths of this world really mean to us all.
We started this path of life as pathfinders, making a way for our futures,
Be it on land, the ocean depths, or out in space.
Throughout life we learn of all the many paths that we can take,
And we are taught to try to stay on the straight and narrow path.
In our day to day lives we are constantly creating paths to take,
Going along a path from one idea to another,
Moving along a path to recovery from an illness,
And living by the paths of the stars, and also the sun and moon.
All of nature travels along paths, moving from stage to stage,
The birds, monarchs, and salmon follow the paths paved by their parents and before them,
To live and to create for the next generation.
Blood and air moves through the passages of the bodies of the living,
As does the nutrients of the soil move through the bodies of plants giving the world life.
I now awaken from my daydreaming,
And find my feet have carried me to the end of this woodland path.
My soul soars as I take in this beholding tranquil sight,
Of a crystal-blue lake and a soft-green meadow.
Is this the way it is at one’s life of pathways, the body lays down for its final rest,
And the spirit begins its path to the serenity of the white light,
Where at the end the Creator waits for us?
Yes, all the pathways of the road of life are made and cleared by the Creator,
To help and teach us the lessons of pros and cons,
For us physically, mentally, and spiritually to learn and grow.
And at the very end to return on the pathway to the crystal-soft white light,
To our loving Pathfinder.
Meghan Orelene West
Iliad Press, Inc. (Cader Publishing), -won publish recognition in the Winter 1998 Pathways Anthology book, and won Honorable Mention in the Winter 1998 awards program, in the Pathways Anthology book and the Summer 1998 Feelings Anthology book. Won the 1999 President’s Recognition of Literary Excellence in the Distinctions of Excellence Anthology book.
One of the last true cowboys and a very handsome cowboy he was!!!
I hold very fond loving memories of him!!!
May Dale the Spirit's journey through the White Light to go to our Heavenly Home be wonderful & beautiful!!!
Many 'Happy Trails' to you, Uncle Dale!!!
Always - Lots of Love to Dale the Spirit & to Each of You!!!
Your cousin, Sally Ann (Petersen) West and her family- Duane, Meghan, Levi, & Alexandra 'Lexy' -
Pathways
On a camping outing in the mountains,
I find myself, one bright clear morning, taking in all the beauty of this forest home.
I let myself wander to a small path, made by many of the woodland creatures.
Being so at peace in this setting of nature’s magic, I find myself daydreaming about paths.
I reflect upon what this path and the many other paths of this world really mean to us all.
We started this path of life as pathfinders, making a way for our futures,
Be it on land, the ocean depths, or out in space.
Throughout life we learn of all the many paths that we can take,
And we are taught to try to stay on the straight and narrow path.
In our day to day lives we are constantly creating paths to take,
Going along a path from one idea to another,
Moving along a path to recovery from an illness,
And living by the paths of the stars, and also the sun and moon.
All of nature travels along paths, moving from stage to stage,
The birds, monarchs, and salmon follow the paths paved by their parents and before them,
To live and to create for the next generation.
Blood and air moves through the passages of the bodies of the living,
As does the nutrients of the soil move through the bodies of plants giving the world life.
I now awaken from my daydreaming,
And find my feet have carried me to the end of this woodland path.
My soul soars as I take in this beholding tranquil sight,
Of a crystal-blue lake and a soft-green meadow.
Is this the way it is at one’s life of pathways, the body lays down for its final rest,
And the spirit begins its path to the serenity of the white light,
Where at the end the Creator waits for us?
Yes, all the pathways of the road of life are made and cleared by the Creator,
To help and teach us the lessons of pros and cons,
For us physically, mentally, and spiritually to learn and grow.
And at the very end to return on the pathway to the crystal-soft white light,
To our loving Pathfinder.
Meghan Orelene West
Iliad Press, Inc. (Cader Publishing), -won publish recognition in the Winter 1998 Pathways Anthology book, and won Honorable Mention in the Winter 1998 awards program, in the Pathways Anthology book and the Summer 1998 Feelings Anthology book. Won the 1999 President’s Recognition of Literary Excellence in the Distinctions of Excellence Anthology book.
A candle was lit by Stuart Petersen
on September 27, 2017 12:53 AM
Message from Stuart
September 27, 2017 12:52 AM
I will miss you dad. I love you.
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