Howell, Edwards, Doerksen with Rigdon-Ransom Funeral Directors
1350 Commercial Street SE, Salem, OR
Dr Harry Charles Geil
July 3, 1926 – May 14, 2020
Dr Harry Charles Geil, age 93, of Salem, Oregon passed away on Thursday May 14, 2020. Harry was born July 3, 1926 in Portland, Oregon.
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Dr Harry Charles Geil
May 22, 2020
From The Strength of Daddy’s Shoulders
One of my earliest childhood memories was of a spring evening when my sister, brother and I embarked on an adventure with Mom and Dad into the night for a simple walk.
I was still very little, maybe three or four, the youngest of the family, and very happy to be included in such a big person event. But I was afraid of the dark all around me, and my brother and sister teased the imagination with what might lurk in the shadows of the forest on either side of the road. I held my Daddy’s hand. But my hesitation to move forward, and the difficulty of my-sized legs keeping up with an athletic brother 5 years older who pushed and pulled us all forward, frustrated my over-tired spirit. I whined. I cried. I’d had enough.
That’s when the gentle giant of fatherhood stepped in. He spoke to me with comfort, assured me that this adventure held intrigue and promise, and scooped me up to rest upon his shoulders with confident ease. Suddenly, the whole world looked different. I was on a throne, above the rest. I could see what they couldn’t see, I was so high. And Daddy showed me things. He talked to me about the trees and forest, teaching me of their secrets. I met a pussy willow for the first time. Daddy broke off a branch. The buds were fuzzy and soft when brushed against my face. He told me they would blossom into something else that was beautiful. I could’t wait to see what it would be. So I carried the branch like a magic wand, a representative treasure of the powers of the forest that brought life to fruition, not fear.
I remember laughter, security, adventure, curiosity, discovery, and the warmth of love encircling our family with impenetrable power that night. Dad had turned my fear into joy with his example of how to approach the night. It became an event to remember, a moment that held all that best life had to offer, and symbolic of our relationship. I am forever grateful. Thank you, Daddy.
May 18, 2020
So very sorry to hear of Harry's passing. What a lovely person he was, and we enjoyed every time we got an opportunity to spend time with him. We shared a great love for Samoyeds, and we were very fond of his darling Shilka. Sending oceans of love to Dot. May his memory be a blessing. Love, Michael and Amanda
Linda von Hanneken
May 18, 2020
I will always remember meeting Harry for the first time, so full of joy as he met puppy Shilka, the newest member of his family. I can still hear his laughter, and see the delight race across his face as he would watch his new puppy romp and play with her sisters and relatives. And later on, when this puppy was no longer a puppy, these same dogs would all still play and race about together, and Harry would watch and laugh and smile at their antics.
Be free now sweet soul. The world has lost a beam of light with your passing. I will miss you.