Frank Charles Schlough

Frank Charles Schlough

Frank Charles Schlough, age 80, passed away at his home on September 2, 2013, following an apparent heart attack and an extended illness of dementia.

Frank was born on June 22, 1933 at the home farm in rural Mazomanie, the son of the late Roy and Mildred Schlough. Frank was a 1951 graduate of Arena High School. He married Donna Swenson on September 27, 1954, in the little brown church in Iowa. Frank was drafted into the Army in 1954 during the Korean War. He was a farmer and electrician all of his life. He was always the first in the fields in the spring. The neighbors always said that they could mow their hay because Frank did, so it wasn’t going to rain for the next couple of days. He enjoyed going to tractor shows, featuring Oliver tractors. His pride and joy were his grandchildren, Ryan and Katlin, they were the apple of his eye.

Survivors include his daughter, Jean (Kallen) Schwartz; his grandchildren, Ryan and Katlin; sisters, Phyllis Bryant, Lois (Jerry) Marsh, and Judy Forseth, and several nieces and nephews.

In addition to his parents he was preceded in death by his wife Donna on April 7, 2013, a son Frank Schlough Jr., a brother Roland Schlough and a sister Florence Powers.

To respect his wishes there will be a private ceremony.

On the 8th day God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a caretaker!”… So, God made a farmer!….”I need somebody with strong arms. Strong enough to rustle a calf, yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs and tame cantankerous machinery. So, God made a farmer! At planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty hour week by Tuesday noon. Then, pain’n from “tractor back”, put in another seventy two hours. So, God made a farmer! It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight…and not cut corners. Somebody to seed and weed, feed and breed…and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk. He’d laugh and then sigh…and then respond with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life “doing what dad does”. So, God made a farmer!”

-Excerpts from “God Made a Farmer by Paul Harvey”