Marv Leseth, age 83, of Omaha, Neb. and formerly of Schaller, died Sunday, Feb. 27, 2011 in Omaha.
Funeral services will be 11 a.m., Saturday, March 5, 2011 at the Presbyterian Church in Schaller. Burial will be in the Schaller Cemetery. There will be no visitation. In lieu of flowers, the family requests that memorials be made to the donor's choice. The Fratzke & Jensen Funeral Home in Schaller is in charge of the arrangements.
Marvin Gerald Leseth was born Dec. 31, 1927 in Decorah, the son of Thomas and Laura (Emery) Leseth. Growing up, Marv attended school in Decorah and graduated from Decorah High School.
On Sept. 26, 1946 Marv enlisted in the United States Army where he served his country during World War II until he was honorably discharged on March 25, 1948. He attended Midland College where he received his Bachelor of Arts Degree.
On July 17, 1954, Marv was united in marriage to Barbara Crosley in Fremont, Neb. Together, they were blessed with two daughters, Becky and Laurie.
Marv was an English teacher at Schaller High School until his retirement. Over the years, he enjoyed antiquing, sports, classical music, and was an avid fan of the Nebraska Cornhuskers. Special memories include annual trips to Decorah, time spent with family and friends, and visits to his daughter, Becky's home in Camas, Wash. Marv will be treasured his family and friends and remembered by his great sense of humor.
Those left to cherish his memory include his daughters: Becky Brown and Laurie Leseth; grandchildren: Brandie Ridgely and Cassie Martin; great grandchildren Adrian Martin and Ronin Ridgely; extended family and friends.
Marv was preceded in death by his wife, Barb Leseth; and his parents, Tom and Laura Leseth.
Last summer Dad and I visited Schaller and his birthplace, Decorah, Iowa. He commented several times on how much that trip meant to him and how happy he was to go home. He treasured and reflected often on the memories from Schaller and Decorah. Once again, Dad has come "home". -- Becky
Dad's words and actions toward others were always kind hearted. He was known for saying, "Oh, he's a nice guy" especially when unkind words were spoken about someone. I was at Dad's side in the hospital the morning he left this earth. At the same moment when he took his last breath the "Lullaby" song played over the hospital's intercom system, indicating the birth of a baby. And later I thought, another "nice guy" was born. -- Laurie