Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1932-07-14
EreCtOr Of First ASkOv
American Building Buried
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deeply appreciated by the children
and grandchildren of the departed.
Beautiful homes, we'll kept streets,
beautiful lawns, trees, shrubbery and
flowers all made for setting that
was in harmony with the home and
surroundings started by the departed
one back in the COS. And the ceme-
tery-the place of beauty and medita-
tiOn-provided the quiet last resting
place. The body was borne there by
five sons-Dr. Thorvald Petersen,
Vagn Aage. Rasmus, Hjalmar and
Svend. and the one son-in-law, Edi-
tor Georg Strandvold.
Memories of Tyler.
In his sermon the Rev. Strandskov
spoke about the duties of the work
that each and every individual has
to perform, be that little or great
the stone to be carved for the COM
munity wall, and he spoke Of the old
home in Tyler that had been like
home to so many young people. Born
at Skaarup, Denmark, on April %,
1856, growing to manhood and mar
ried there, Mr.. Petersen came to
America with his family in 1891, set
thing in Chicago for a year and then
took up residence on a farm near
Tyler where the hardships of pioneer
life were endured for four lean years
in the COS. Late in the nineties a home
was established in the village of Tyler
where the happiest and best days of
the family were spent, where the
children grew up and to which place
the memories will always go back.
The examples set by father and moth
er will ever be connected in memory
with that pretty prairie community.
Not rich in worldly possessions, father
was endowed with kindness, malice
toward no one, patience, optimism and
a spirit of never give up and in this
has set good example to follow.
He enjoyed friends and neighbors and
appreciated visiting with them, but
during the past year did not leave
the home much as he was tired and
worn out and prepared for the final
summons.
After the funeral sermon by the
Rev. Strandskov and the singing of
hymns dear to the departed, the only
son-in-law, Editor Strandvold, ex-
pressed appreciation to the old friends
and neighbors of Tyler, for their
many acts of kindness to the family,
and in few words eulogized the de-
parted for his cheerfulness, his bright
and youthful vision, his concern for
others and his desire to be of no in
convenience to others up to the very
last.
During the sermon the Rev. Strand
skov read a poem by Edwin Mark
ham, which he enlarged and dwelt
upon. The poem follows:
THE DAY AND THE WORK
To each each. man nan is given a day and his
And once. and no more. he is given to
travel his way. ID
And woe if he flies from the task.
whatever the odds;
For the task is appointed to him on
the scroll Of the Gods.
There is waiting a work where only
And so, if you falter,, a chord in the
music will fail.
We may laugh to this sky we may lie
for an hour in the sun
But we dare not go hence till the labor
appointed is done.
To each man is given a marble to
carve for the wall;
A stone that is needed to heighten
the beauty of all;
And only his soul has the magic to
give it a grace;
And only his hands have the cunning
to put it in place.
We are given one hour to parley and
struggle with fate,
Our wild hearts filled with the dream,
our brains with the high debate.
It is given to look on life once. and
once only to die;
One testing. and then at a sign we
go out of the sky.
Yes. the task is given to each man,
no other can do;
So your work is awaiting: it has waited