Site Administrator posted on September 12, 2008 16:00
Harry Johnson was one of the oldest members who attended Westminster Seventh-day Adventist church in recent years. You could find him sitting on the piano side with ear phones and a portable receiver to assist with his hearing. He could still sing along with the hymns and paid close attention to the sermon, especially when his son, Del was preaching. He actively assisted in editing for the WSDA NEWS any articles we sent to him.
August 14, 2008, a remarkable man’s life came to an end at 92 years of age. Harry Johnson was born in Wibaux, Montana in 1916. In 1940 he graduated from Walla Walla College, became employed in a Health Food Store for Boulder Sanitarium in Colorado, and married Merle Kinney with whom he would share sixty years. Harry served in ABC and conference treasury in the Nebraska, Wyoming and Texas conferences. In 1947 he moved to Asia and spent twenty-three years in Indonesia, the Philippines and Singapore. In 1970 he was elected Assistant Treasurer of the General Conference. He retired in 1980. Harry is survived by two sons, Del & Ron and their wives, Andee and Frances, Sherry’s husband, Clyde Iverson, a sister, Loretta King, eight grandchildren and three great-grandchildren, with a fourth on the way! His daughter, Sherry, passed away in 1995, and his beloved Merle died in 2001. Harry rested in Jesus on August 14, 2008.
The Memorial Service to honor his life was held Sabbath, August 23, at 6 PM. Music was provided by the Johnson/Greene Brass Quartet with his two sons, Del and Ron, with Harold and Christine Greene, and a violin duet by Frank Hardy with his daughter, Heather. Juan Prestol, under-treasurer of the General Conference, gave the Life Sketch. Five grandchildren read memories from different family members, showing Harry’s quick wit. “JESUS,” said Elder Don Schneider, NAD President, “Jesus is the only word of comfort I can give you today.” The congregation joined together to sing “He Makes All Things Beautiful in His Time.” The end of a life; the end of a service; but never forgotten the impact on so many lives.