Marie Kleinschmidt

marie kleinschmidt

April 11, 1911 ~ January 18, 2007

Marie Kleinschmidt, 95, of Blunt, died Thursday, January 18, 2007 at the Highmore Healthcare Center.

Funeral services were 2:00p.m. Monday, January 22 at the Blunt Methodist Church with Pastor Jenene Earl officiating. Burial was in the Pleasant Hill Cemetery, Blunt, directed by Luze Funeral Home of Highmore. Visitation was 5:00-7:00p.m. Sunday, January 21 with a 7:00p.m. Eastern Star and Prayer Service at Luze Funeral Home, Highmore.

Lorena Marie was born April 11, 1911 in Lowell, Nebraska to Harvey Otto and Nellie Mae (Ulery) Southern. When Marie was quite young, her family moved from Lowell, Nebraska to central South Dakota. They drove their small herd of cattle and hauled all the family’s belongings in a covered wagon. Marie said she could remember living in a cave when she was small while her parents built a sod house. She married Ben Kleinschmidt on November 5, 1927 in Blunt.

She was a member of the Harrold Methodist Church and she belonged to the Eastern Star. She and her husband Ben were both active in trail riding, square dancing, and play day racing. She loved playing cards and having large family dinners.

Marie is survived by four children: Robert (Jan) Kleinschmidt of Spokane, WA, Roland (Betty) of Harrold, Ruth (Don) Nelson of Cheyenne, WY, and Charlotte (Jack) O’Dea of Midland; two sisters: Lucille Gibson of Highmore and Beatrice Hughart of Pierre; one brother-in-law: Chet (Ris) Kleinschmidt of Pierre; and many grandchildren, great grandchildren, and great-great grandchildren; and numerous nieces and nephews.

She was preceded in death by her parents; husband Ben on February 25, 2001; daughter Hazel Mae in March of 1929; sister Eloise Southern; brother Curtis Westover; grandson Terry Wakefield; and daughter-in-law Bev Kleinschmidt.

She will be greatly missed by her family and friends.

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  1. Good bye Aunt Marie,

    I’ll always remember you as a strong farm woman who could do everything.

    I remember your farm cooking and your hand operated hair clippers (Ugh!). I remember a great palomino named Sun Time, and you with your red hat! I remember working hard on the farm for little money, and food fit for a king! I remember an endless hay field and you bringing lunch in the hot noonday sun. I remember having my face washed with a rag you dipped in the creek, and the famous words “Thank God for making dirty water clean”! I remember a yell I could hear all over the farm, “Come and get it or I’ll throw it to the hogs!”

    There will never be another one like you, or another time like yours!

    I love you and miss you,

    Nephew Larry Kleinschmidt


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