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Harold Frank Schab

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Harold Frank Schab

Wenatchee, WA

Harold Frank Schab, of Wenatchee, WA, passed away at Blossom Valley Assisted Living on Saturday, January 4, 2014, at the age of 90. He was born October 1, 1923, in Aumsville, OR to Russian German immigrants, Andrew and Catherine (Burghart) Schab. He moved with his parents and ten siblings to the Yakima Valley in 1932. After the death of his mother in 1933, he had to take on the responsibilities of an adult, becoming the family cook at the age of nine. This experience led to a very strong work ethic that he passed down to his children. His family moved to a dairy ranch near Benton City, where he continued working on the land and in the kitchen. He moved to Yakima in the mid-1940’s. Harold married Ruby Jean Anderson in Yakima on March 23, 1946. He was employed as an ironworker on the Hanford Project and at McNary and The Dalles dams. In 1956, he moved his young family to Seattle for safer employment at Lonestar Cement Co. He and Ruby moved to their Camano Island property after retiring in 1986. They spent countless hours clearing the land for their retirement home. Harold’s favorite pastimes were working in the yard (he always had a beautifully landscaped yard) and working on his cars. Over his lifetime, he owned at least 30 cars, including vintage automobiles. He loved to “show” his old cars and took great pride in them. For nearly 20 years, he and Ruby wintered at the Caravan Oasis RV Park in Yuma, AZ, where he loved the feel of the warm sun on his bare chest. Harold and Ruby moved to Wenatchee in 2004. He had a wonderful sense of humor and laughed heartily at a good joke. He loved country music, camping, flowers and Camano Island, but his greatest love was for his family.

Harold is survived by his wife of nearly 68 years, Ruby; his children, Dee (Jim) Moody of East Wenatchee, Linda Askelson of Lynnwood and Ken Schab of East Wenatchee; granddaughters, Tiffany (Corey) Wisner of Bothell, Monika Askelson of Lynnwood, Kristen (Bud) Poe of Portland, OR, Jessica (Eric) Dinwiddie of Arlington and Kaitlyn (Chris) Almeida of DuPont; great-grandchildren, Jacob and Sarah Wisner, Easton and Zaiden Dinwiddie, Lucas and Addison Almeida and Olympia Poe; siblings, Florence (Lloyd) Walker of Yakima, Bud (Devon) Schab of Zillah, Lorraine Erickson of Yakima, John (Cathy) Schab of Prosser, Margaret Schab of Spangle, Tony (Kay) Schab of Spokane, Ed (Bev) Schab of Prosser, and Andrea Schab of Spangle; sister-in-law, Lenora Schab of Yakima; and numerous nieces and nephews. He was preceded in death by his parents, Andrew and Catherine Schab; brothers, Clarence, Ramey, Clem, Wally, Bob, Curt, Richard and Don; his sister, Marie Remund; and stepmother, Jennie Schab. He was loved by many and we are blessed to have had him in our lives for so many years.

A Family Celebration to honor his life will be held at a later date under the warmth of the sun.


If this were a song meant for just you and me,

The guitar, it’d be strummin’ on Hank William’s knee.

Some guy would be pickin’ the banjo just so;

Those old country tunes, that you and I know.

Now if only the crickets, and frogs would join in…

The sound would be right, and the words would begin.

Words of I love you, then sweet memories.

Thank you’s and laughter and evergreen trees.

Oh, my little girl hands, soft as can be.

Wrapped around Grandpa’s so special to me.

We were dressed just alike, in stripped overalls.

I was your tag-along chore girl; it was always a ball!

You teased me, you kissed me, you called me your girl.

And we’d laugh at the price tag on sweet Minnie Pearl.

Fridays, we had fish, to the Island by dark.

Then Hee Haa with Owen’s and good ole Roy Clark.

Sitting beside you, in a shiny blue truck.

Happy inside, I was one lucky duck.

You and I always made such a great team.

A Grandpa like you, another girls dream.

My heart stores the moments, that I hold, so dear.

Our days spent together, I treasure right here.

Riding the tractor towards the Burbin Lane sign.

Weekends, us three, it was a wonderful time.

You’ve been a real awesome Grandpa, and nothing less.

I’ve been blessed to have you, more than words can express.

Now, back in the distance, just listen, you’ll hear;

A long, train whistle, for it’s drawing quite near.

The harmonica accompanies the train with it’s load.

Click-a-ty, clack-in… why it’s King of the Road!

Well, the music’s now ending, but the story goes on…

My memories of Grandpa, they’d make a beautiful song.

Love, Tiffany

October 1, 1999

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