Harold T. Byrne

Dear family and friends of Harold, I spent many days at Uncle Stanley's farm with my cousins. Harold and Ray were always teasing us yung uns'. Those were happy days when neighbors were truly neighborly. I recall that no one was rich but no one went hungry either. We worked hard at all the farm tasks without arguing about the difficulty. We would walk over to Lake Harriet at times too. My Mom is Dorothy Palmer Kuenzi of New Glarus. Love prayers and sympathy, Bill Kuenzi Jr.

I have wonderful memories of Uncle Harold! From playing in the barn with my siblings and all the second cousins, to picking sweet corn with my mom and siblings when we were little, to attending family reunions at Uncle Harold's every year. I know I speak for my own siblings when I say we always felt like we belonged to something so much bigger because of the Byrne's and of course, Uncle Harold. My mom (Jo Ann) always loved getting together with family, that even after her death, we still tried to make it to Harold's every September. (dad always made sure we remembered too!) You will be missed of course, but at least I know my mom will be feeding you well up there!! Her and Grandma Betty! Love to you all- Shannon Tuscic