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Herman A. Rieker

Herman A. Rieker, 90, died Dec. 16, 1995, at Gothenburg Memorial Hospital Long Term Care.

He was born Aug. 10 1905, at Eustis, to Jacob and Johanna (Spahr) Rieker. He attended school in Eustis and has been a life-long member of St. John's Lutheran Church in Eustis.

He married Marie Koch on March 14, 1929, at Eustis. They lived south of Eustis until 1933 when they moved to the Farnam community. They farmed there until their retirement in 1972.

His wife preceded him in death on June 25, 1990. Mr. Rieker became a resident of the Gothenburg Hospital Long Term Care in Nov. 1991.

He is survived by a daughter, Laura (Lester) Gaibler of Farnam, and a son Wayne (Joanne) of Grand Island; and two grandchildren, a step grandchild, three great-grandchildren and two step-great-grandchildren.

He was also preceded in death by two sisters, Marie and Helen, and four brothers, Frederick, William, Karl and Ludwig.

A memorial has been established.

Services will be 2:00 p.m. Wednesday at St. John's Lutheran Church in Eustis with the Rev. Donald Hunzeker officiating. Burial will be in St. John's Lutheran Cemetery at Eustis.

Visitation will be from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. to day at Blase Memorial Chapel in Gothenburg, which is in charge of arrangements.

GOD'S OWN HARVESTIME

We come today to give our thanks, For a dad so faithful and true,
No matter whatever the problem, He was always there for me and you.

Whenever we were children, He would heed our plaintive plea,
"My legs are getting tired, Daddy, please carry me."

Many were the trips to school, Through ice and rain and snow,
Sometimes the team and wagon, Were the only way that we could go.

Dad's pace would always quicken, When harvestime was the reason,
It was necessary to gather crops, Whenever it was the right season.

So it is with our lives, A seed is planted and it grows,
Where your life journey will take you, None of us ever knows.

Like the green plant which was young, Then ripens to harvest brown,
Our lives begin to come full circle, As our daily pace slows down.

There is a feeling of gratitude, As a lifetime comes to a close,
For God's great unwavering love, Ever there thru life's highs and lows.

And as the seeds are replanted, A part of us goes down the line,
To grow and then to be gathered, In God's own harvestime.



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