August 9, 1934 – June 13, 2020
Harold Schill, age 85, of Beech Grove, Indiana passed away on Saturday June 13, 2020. Harold was born August 9, 1934 in Crothersville, Indiana to Harry E and Florence M. Cook Schill. He served in the U.S. Army, He was a machinist and foreman at Navel Avionics for 41 years, retiring in 1993. He was a member of Tuxedo Park Baptist Church, Masonic Lodge # 714 and the NRA. Harold is survived by his sons Jay Schill, Paul Higgins and Alan Higgins, 9 grandchildren and 5 great grandchildren. He is preceded in death by his son Tim Schill. Visitation will be Thursday, June 18 from 3 - 7 pm at Feeney-Hornak Shadeland Mortuary. Funeral service will be Friday June 19 at 11 am at the mortuary. Social distancing, masks, and a 50 person will be practiced.
Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.feeneyhornakshadeland.com for the Schill family.
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Friday, June 19, 2020
June 29, 2020
Dad you’ll always be missed and loved. I’ll miss our talks filled with all your love, wisdom and humor. Until we meet again, I love you Dad!
June 21, 2020
Dad invited a friend, Frank, to come fishing at the lake. Frank was husband to Fran, the lady who managed our youth bowling leagues. Now, dad didn’t really know Frank, but he did notice how Fran would scold & berate him on Saturday mornings at the bowling alley. Frank never raised his voice back. In truth, he was excellent at what he was doing—coaching kids who were new to bowling.
Dad felt sorry for the old guy. He didn’t think anyone should have to put up with that kind of “stress”, especially an older gentleman like Frank, who consistently demonstrated nothing but patience & kindness in the way he “coached” the kids who were “beginners” in bowling. So, dad decided Frank could use some peace & quiet time away from Fran, & he invited him to come fishing. Frank accepted, & off we went.
I remember it was a hot late summer day when Frank made the trip with us to the lake. He had set himself up comfortably, mostly in the shade on the West bank. He sat there on a cut log, motionless, for about an hour, except to occasionally draw on the pipe he was smoking. All of a sudden, I noticed Frank’s pole was bending like he had something really hefty on his line. Sure enough, he pulled in one of the biggest Redear bluegills I’d ever seen.
One by one, we all wound up standing on that West bank that afternoon. There was Frank, me, J, Tim, Paul, & dad. I was maybe 10 yrs. old, & had never experienced a feeding-frenzy like that before. Frank had the time of his life. He loved fishing, and he loved being around kids. Dad made that happen for the old guy. Well, dad and God. Dad’s small gesture of inviting Frank, someone he didn’t even really know, to go fishing with us, led to a day that I know each of us will remember forever.
June 17, 2020
You will be missed Uncle Harold! I'm so happy you will be laid to rest with mom. Thinking of everyone in this time of sadness. Paige
June 15, 2020
I love you great grandpa -Jackson Jay
June 15, 2020
I love you grandpa. I’ll never forget these memories from great grandmas lake. This picture will remain so dear to my heart. Rest In Peace -Love Monika