Birth date: Oct 18, 1921 Death date: Jul 24, 2011
Henry J. Schmit left this world for God's kingdom on July 24th 2011, joining his bride of 50 years who preceded him in death. He was a lifelong resident of Scappoose. Henry was born in Gresham, Ore. on Oct. 18, 1921 to Jacob and Read Obituary
Darryl and I grew up alongside the Schmit kids and shared a fence with Hank for many years. He was a good neighbor and his children are a testament to what a good father he was. So sorry for your loss.##imported-begin##Shawna Sykes##imported-end##
A few things I remember about dad growing up was that if one of us kids wanted a pet, he would tell us “if you can’t eat it, it’s not really worth having”. But in the end because he was a caring daddy, he would cave in to a stray cat here and there, a couple of horses, or a dog.
Dad was so honest that at Christmas time or on his b-day, you would hold your breath when he would open his gift from you. If he didn’t like it, or wasn’t quite sure what it was, he would always have that look on his face that asked “What is this?!!!” It surely made the holidays comical.
Later in his life, for some reason he became an enemy of the state of California. We’re not sure why but for some reason if something bad happened in the world , you could count on him to blame California for it.
Dad loved his food. Whenever he had a delicious meal you can count on the next 45 minutes of him telling you everything about it… how he prepared it, what it consisted of, and how wonderful it tasted. A lot of us kids share this same trait with him.
Dad had his favorites. He used one mug for 30 or so yrs., wore the same shirts over and over again, and had his one and only hat…..the one he is being buried with. If you tried to expand his horizon by buying new and improved items, you could be sure they would stay right in the box they came in.
I hold on to these memories of my dad and the many more that aren’t told. I loved my dad for what he accomplished in his life, how he loved his family, and basically just who he was. He is one that holds the bar high. I hope we, his family, can keep his legacy going. Rest in peace Dad… You will forever be in my heart.##imported-begin##LaVonne LaLande##imported-end##
I remember Henry as a solid citizen -- a man of upstanding morals and conviction. Though it has been many years since I last saw him, his dedication and love for his family is something I could never forget. A kind man, yet firm in his convictions. My condolences to you in your time of loss.##imported-begin##Jeff Dickerson##imported-end##
When I think of my dad I think of the great many stories he told of his days in the navy, growing up on a farm, being in real estate, barbering, fishing, his coffee buddies, the love he had for garlic and food, his beloved garden, and most of all the love he had for his family. He was a man of many tales. Some of them you heard so many times over again, you could tell them to him instead. ..and yet, it was something we never grew tired of. What I admired most about my Dad was his honesty and good morals. He was respected by many, and worked hard for everything he accomplished. He was a people person, never one to shy away from a social gathering. I admired how he was a man with so many traits. He could build an addition to his house, help a sheep in distress, and sell a piece of property all in the same day. He was quite the businessman, yet only went as far as the 8th grade. He held true to his religion his whole life attending church every week, until his body wouldn’t allow him to anymore.##imported-begin##LaVonne LaLande##imported-end##
We are sincerely sorry for your loss.##imported-begin##George and Jody Hafeman##imported-end##
