Frederick Arnould Hartnell, 94

It is with great sadness that the family of Frederick Arnould Hartnell announce his passing. With his loving wife and family surrounding him he passed away peacefully, in his home in Rainy River, early Sunday morning, October 28th, 2012. He was 94 years old.
Fred was born on April 23rd, 1918 to Walter and Mary Hartnell, in a log house, in the township of Blue. He was the oldest of five children. On July 10, 1943, Fred married the love of his life, Vivian Hanson. Together they farmed and raised their ten children.
Fred lived a full and busy life. He spent many years trucking and logging, which often took him away from home. After retiring from the bush, he worked as Road Superintendent for Blue, Worthington and Atwood and driving the sander for M.T.O. He retired from that at the age of 80, but still continued to keep his horses and a few animals on the farm. Fred was a great role model for his children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and all who knew him.
Fred leaves behind his loved ones, Vivian, his wife of 69 years, daughters, Carol (Hugh) Clifford, Eleanor (Archie) Wiersema, Rainy River, Emily (Curt Ronning) Duggan, Kenora, Phyllis (Ralph) Angus, Atikokan, Donna (Paul) Heyens, Stratton; sons, Everett (Laurie), Fort McMurray, Alberta, Douglas (Sandy), Rainy River, James (Dorothy), Fort Frances; son-in-law, Wilmer Caul, Mine Centre, also 39 grandchildren and numerous great grandchildren; sister, Lorna Wrolstad; and sisters-in-law, Jean Hartnell, Irene, Rose, Nancy, and Jeannine Hanson.
Fred was predeceased by daughters, Mary Caul and Cindy Mowe, parents Walter and Mary, brother Walter, sisters Emily Embury and Doris Tausendfrende.
The funeral was held, Wednesday, October 31th, 2012 in Rainy River at the Evangelical Covenant Church with Pastor Barb Miller officiating. Internment took place in the Blue Cemetery. If desired memorial donations may be made to Rainy River Hospital or charity of your choice c/o Northridge Funeral Home, Box 89, Emo, Ontario. Online condolences may be offered at www.northridgefuneralhome.com.

God saw he was getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So he put His arms around him and whispered, “Come with Me.”
With tear filled eyes we watched him slowly fade away.
Although we loved him deeply, we could not make him stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.