Services for Clifford Haselhuhn were held Saturday, Feb. 9, 2013, at the St. John Lutheran Church in Melcher-Dallas. Interment was at the St. Paul Cemetery at Germantown. Family received friends at the Pierschbacher Funeral Home in Melcher-Dallas on Friday evening. Memorials are requested to the St. John Lutheran Church or to HCI Care Services of Knoxville. Online condolences for the family may be left at www.pierschbacherfuneralhome.com .
Clifford Haselhuhn was born Oct. 6, 1920, at the family farm in Dallas. He was the oldest of six children. He attended Dallas Schools graduating in 1938; he then attended Des Moines Business College for one year before returning home to farm. He bought his farm when he was 21 years old.
On Aug. 6, 1944, he was united in marriage to Luella Schmedtjen in Wiota, Iowa. God blessed this union with one beloved son, Kenneth.
They made their home just north of where Clifford was born where they farmed until moving to Melcher in 1983. He loved the outdoors and the farm. He always liked to work with the cattle and hogs; and to have a good dog around. If Luella or Kenneth needed to find him all they had to do was listen for him singing. As he worked on fence or was checking the livestock he would break into song. Clifford just loved music and was very happy to have had the opportunity to sing in the church choir for three years.
Clifford had a great memory and a talent for telling stories. He could tell family and community histories in a very entertaining way. He couldn't remember a birthday, but could always tell how someone was related to one another.
He was proud of his family and always made sure he spent time with his grandchildren and great grandchildren when they were home. His grandchildren will remember working with him on the farm and how Clifford called himself "the ole devil". They will also remember singing with him and how he shared his deep faith with them. Clifford was also close to his brother Jerry. They farmed together for many years and still talked twice a day in the morning and evening. And of course he knew how devoted his son Kenneth was to him and enjoyed their conversations and time spent together. The whole family will remember how Clifford would not give up. He worked hard to stay strong by walking as much as he could and taking deep breaths while he stopped and rested all in an effort to stay strong.