Harry J. Pohlig
February 15, 1923 – October 9, 2019
Pohlig, Harry J., age 97, of Wayne Pa. on October 9, 2019. Beloved husband of the late Mary B. Pohlig. Loving father of Todd Pohlig (Barbara), Don J. Pohlig (Dorothy) and the late Joni Marie Pohlig. Dear brother of Jean Finkbiner. Also survived by six grandchildren and three great grandchildren. Relatives and friends are invited to call, Sat. Oct. 12 after 9:30am at St. Monica Church, 63 Main Ave. Berwyn Pa. 19312. Mass of Christian Burial to be celebrated at 10:30am. Interment private at a later date. In lieu of flowers memorial contributions may be made to the American Cancer Society. www.cancer.org
- Visitation at St. Monica Church Saturday, October 12, 2019
- Funeral Mass Saturday, October 12, 2019
Harry J. Pohlig
October 12, 2019
Many of our friends have enjoyed the company of a dear friend ours over the past 43 years. Harry Pohlig age 97 died on Wednesday. His straight forward talk and wonderful sense of humor left a cherished mark on anyone blessed with his company.
Harry was a WWII veteran. We know from history books that he saw many horrors but Harry’s repertoire was always humorous. One story I remember is his having met a young English woman at a USO dance while stationed in Okinawa. She invited him to dinner the following week to meet her parents. He hadn’t had a home cooked meal in months and thrilled at the idea. As he was invited in the girl’s mother stated her husband would be home shortly and suggested Harry might like to “bathe” before dinner (the English version of wash your hands). Harry couldn’t believe the kindness of English hospitality. He went into the bathroom, drew a bath in the tub, stripped down and luxuriated in the warmth of the water. Then he heard the father’s voice “what the hell is he doing taking a bath?”. Harry was so embarrassed he quickly dressed, slipped out the window and chose to not attend another dance.
After a fun visit Harry drove us to the airport. Through the week Strib had mentioned once or twice during 5-6 outings that Harry’s turn signal was still dinging. It happened again on the airport run. Harry’s response: “I’ve come to the conclusion that the tone of the dinging is that same pitch as my wife’s voice”.
Our hearts broke when we lost Mary a few years back. But our friendship continued. During one visit Harry lamented he didn’t understand why the dear Lord was making him wait so long. Then he shared that he had said that to his son who replied “Maybe you shouldn’t be so anxious, Dad. You may not be sure where he’s planning to send you”.
Rest In Peace Dear Harry. You are missed but you remain in our hearts along with our Dear Mary.