John Dufty Maxson, age 97, WWII vet, died peacefully in his Shafer home on the morning of 11/10/11. He was preceded in death by his wife of 67 years, Gladys Muriel Brogren Maxson. He is survived by his son Stephen John Maxson and wife George-Ann, his daughter Heather Maxson Rosa, five grandchildren and one great granddaughter. Services will be held at Holcomb Henry Boom Purcell, 515 W. Hwy. 96 in Shoreview on Friday, November 18th, at 10:00 AM, visitation at 9:AM, followed by a brief luncheon. His remains will be buried alongside his wife's at 12:45 at Fort Snelling National Cemetary, with full military honors.
This says a bit more than appears in the newspapers, where you pay by how much content you put in. But just like those, it says nothing about who he was.
Just Passing Through
We're
Just passing through
Each other's lives
You and I.
We touched
Briefly
And said, "Goodbye".
But as you go
Hear me:
Your touch has made a difference.
Just passing through
Each other's lives
You and I.
We touched
Briefly
And said, "Goodbye".
But as you go
Hear me:
Your touch has made a difference.
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- Heather M. Rosa
- I've earned every white hair, and take life seriously while laughing at its abundant absurdities. I am or have been daughter, sister, woman, wife, ex-wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, lover, friend, waitress, store clerk, family day care provider, store manager and manager trainer, support group facilitator, non-profit board president, mayor, council member, poetographer, auction clerk, courier, and now enjoying my well-earned retirement as a snowbird. Someday I'm likely to decide what I want to do when I grow up if I don't grow old too soon first.
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I posted this on Facebook to let my friends know he'll be missed.
John was a good man, loving husband and father, member of the Greatest Generation. A long life that was well-lived, as he grew up third youngest of ten brothers and sisters, wooed and wed Gladys just before the War, served overseas for 4 years, returned to start his family, run a resort, work in sales, turned a shell craft hobby into a retirement occupation. As frugal savers of modest means, he and Gladys managed to spend many winters among friends in Arizona. He took great pride in his garden tomatoes and melons.As a true Minnesotan he loved to fish for crappies and join the family deer camp in the fall. Beloved by his children, grandchildren, and great grandchild, he will be fondly remembered.
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