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| Vietnam Veteran Gordon Schmidt I often met Gordy Schmidt at Lake Rebecca in Hastings on one of his many long walks. I would fish and he would take in some sun along the trails and at the park. I learned of his tremendous craftsmanship with wood and also observed his love of gardening. Together with Doug, his gardening buddy at the Vets home, the two had beautiful showcases every year. Gordy specialized in flowers and Doug was the vegetable expert. I worked with them to get soil samples sent to the U of M and watched their artistry through my window in Building 25 just above the Vermillion River. Another fond memory is Gordy's keen eye for dangerous tree limbs along the trails and holes in the ground in the parks that could break an ankle. Together we would take photos of the dangerous areas and send an email to my contacts at the city parks department and they would come out to cut the limbs and fill the holes. With 25 miles of trails to maintain, they appreciated Gordy's keen eye. We miss Gordy and his artistry in several venues. |
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| World War II and Korean War Veteran Bob I first met Bob on the shore of Lake Rebecca near Hastings, Minnesota in 2006. He was perched on a small stool catching sunfish which I later learned he carefully cleaned on a glass-topped coffee table in his garage. He then cooked them for his lady friend Myra, pictured at the lower left in the above photo with Bob. I fished with Bob for the next 5 years, until his health became too frail to make it to the lake he had frequented for well over 70 years.
I learned Bob was a decorated combat veteran of WW II and the Korean War, who had been shot down twice over Europe flying B-17's. Bob and I often discussed our combat experiences, he in his era and I in mine. He was a big help in my recovery from PTSD.
After his service abroad, Bob returned to Hastings where he was a fixture at the Hastings Country Club, managing the facility for many years while also establishing a musical instrument retail store and a couple restaurants in the area. I brought some Veteran friends who were golf enthusiasts by Bob's garage at his invitation, where he would wander down a line of equipment he had accumulated over the years, filling up a bag with clubs, balls and other tools for the links, then hand it to each vet as a gift or for a pittance if the man felt he had to pay.
Bob was a self-effacing man who liked a laugh and a good story; he had many to tell, with his roles in business and social settings as well as foreign travel and wars. I met several local, prominent people through Bob, which contributed to my feel for the community. I admired his easy, friendly demeanor with everyone.
Bob often asked me to accompany he and Myra to the local casino for dinner. I noted he had the same look on his face when he was playing the slots as he did when he was fishing - always waiting for that big one. I met Bob's two adopted daughters, and many of his extended family in the area and in Canada. His daughter, Jean is pictured with Bob at the lower right in the above photo.
Bob Niederkorn was a genuine, generous individual who served his country, his community and his friends from his heart. We miss him at Lake Rebecca, |
