July 12, 1917 - June 3, 2020
Harry C. Anderson, age 102, of Minneapolis. He was a Navy veteran of WW II and retired from Northwest Airlines after 37 years. He is preceded in death by his wife, Mary Ann; parents, Harry and Olga Anderson, siblings Loraine (Leonard) Olson, Marlys (Lew) Snowbeck and Richard (Patti) Anderson. Survived by his daughter, Judy (Charles) Weeks; grandchildren, Shelley (Richard) Lehner, Jonathan (Jill) Weeks; great-grandchildren, Erik, Chole, Reagan Lehner and Benjamin Weeks; many beloved nieces and nephews.
Because of COVID-19 a memorial service will be held at a later date.
Memorials may be made to the Autoimmune Encephalitis Alliance or the Mayo Clinic .
I met Harry for the first time back in March of this year and over the following two months plus, was blessed to spend some time with him. He was a genuinely kind individual; he told me his wife was the greatest thing that had ever happened to him (I suspect he was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her too!), generously told me about his experience of fighting in the second world war, told me how lucky of a man he was to have remained in his own home for so long (past the age of one hundred), and even gave me some good advice on home buying. I only wish I could have known him a bit longer — but based on everything I got to know about him, if my life ends up being even half as fulfilling as it appears his was, I suspect I will have lived a pretty good life. :)
Judy and family, I am so sorry to hear of your dad’s passing. I worked with him at NWA and had the greatest respect for him and many fond memories of him and you when you also worked there in the summer.
May you find comfort in all you wonderful memories of your dad.
Our sympathy to Harry’s family. We knew Harry from our days at Mount Zion. What a wonderful man and so loving to not only his family but to all he encountered. One of the last times we saw him, he was shopping at Target for turkeys that he planned to deliver to families that he knew didn’t have much to eat over the holidays. That was Harry – always thinking of others and giving of himself.
Doug and Lynn Moseng