Lee you are missed greatly. It's been 7 months since you joined your family in heaven. There isn't a day that goes by that we don't think about you. We might be eating peanut butter, fishing, watching any sporting event or enjoying a glass of whiskey. I appreciated all the Christmases you made us daughter in laws feel special by giving us a piece of jewelry that you picked out yourself. You had a great smile and a wonderful sense of humor. You hated being late and got very nervous if anyone was doing something that might be considered unsafe! We are all trying to make you proud. Keep watching over us and smiling down upon us. Love you xo!
Grandpa Lee, You set a great example for your family. I am truly grateful for the time I was able to spend with you and the lessons you passed to me. It has been a little over two months since your passing and I see constant reminders of you in my life. I know you are finally at peace and our family gained a guardian angel, which gives me the strength to move forward. I love and miss you. Your grandson, Michael Sisler
It's almost been a month without you here & already so much has changed. I know that you are looking down on us all & are very proud of us just as we were to call you Grandpa.
I will never eat peanut butter without thinking of you. Green trucks, University of Texas orange, 3M, fishing, hunting, washers, "scorpion sticks", roses, & anything having to do with the state of Texas, are just a few things that will always trigger your memory in my mind.
Grandma tried to give us a Texas handshake when we left your house - we told her she needs to work on her timing as she came running out the door when we were already half way up the hill driving away :)I am sure you were laughing up in Heaven.
Thank you for being an amazing Grandpa and a wonderful person in general.
Love & Miss you,
Lee was a good husband and father and always provided well for his family. I will miss his kind heart, special family gatherings,and drives through the TX bluebonnets. I am so happy that I had the opportunity to visit just recently. Rest in peace and God bless you.
One more thing. Uncle Lee, I will always miss the old days as it was the best with 2 great families and 6 boys that weren't so bad either. I know we all looked forward to the holidays so we could be together and drive grandpa nuts, literally. Love you Uncle.
P.S. Dad says hi, thanks for the Canada trips
Uncle Lee, since you passed on they better not send anyone into space because they probably won't have any electricity. And make sure you always wear a belt. I love you.
I'm sorry you died Uncle Lee. I love you.
I'm sorry about Uncle Lee. I love you.
Lee was a great person, a leader, innovative, a sportsman, fun to be around, always had time to listen, loved a great story, and even a cold beer. There are so many ways to describe Lee that the list is endless. He loved everything there was about life, hunting, fishing, a good ball game, his family, the Gophers and Longhorns and having a good laugh. Everything he pursued was not about him, but making others feel worthwhile and good about themselves As a great brother, a brother-in-law, and a friend we miss him dearly.
I traveled with Lee for several years in Asia and Europe , he was never anything but a gentleman always with a ready smile and a helping hand for all those who needed it. A consummate professional , he had a wise view about all business situations, we all learnt tremendously from him. He will be missed.
Thank you so much for always taking time listen to and laugh with me. I always admired your calm demeanor and infectious smile. Everybody was always in a good mood when you were in the room. I thoroughly enjoyed talking fishing (I couldn't believe I found someone who loved to fish more than me) and sports with you but what I truly admired was the life and family that you and Aunt Yulah created together. Even though your boys were a little older than I was, they always found a way to make a connection to what was going on in my life. I loved it so much when we would get together with your family for the holidays or even just a quick visit. I will miss you dearly but the memories I have will last forever. It is a true honor to be named after you. Love Always!
Yulah, Gary, Paul and Gregg,
You can be so proud of your husband and dad. He was a good man, kind, thoughtful and generous. Over 50+ years he was a part of our family, even learning to eat lutefisk and lefse. Holidays were always the best of times together as a family.
Lee loved to create and use his skill saw. I still have the caricature he made of me as a teenager, knobby knees and all. Such a treasure.
Thanks Lee for all the wonderful times. I couldn't have asked for a better brother-in-law. You will always be warmly remembered with love.
IN MEMORY OF LEE
One of Lee's favorite recreational activities was fishing. In the late 1980's Loya and I were invited to go salmon fishing with Lee and Yulah on Lake Michigan. We rented two half-day boats with 5 people each for the morning bite. We also had with us a young fellow from Norway who was visiting Yulah and Lee. I just assumed being from Norway he would be an experienced waterman, but alas he was prone to sea-sickness and was probably the only person that wasn't a happy camper. We were fishing king salmon, with a limit of three/day and the fish were running around 20 lbs. Once in a while everything goes beyond expectations. What a great trip: both days we were in before noon with our limit. The two boat captains had a great time talking on the radio about who was polluting their beautiful water with their morning breakfasts. We ended up with about 240 lbs. of fresh salmon. Fortunately, I found a fellow that could smoke most of it, and getting rid of freshly smoked prime salmon wasn't difficult.
THE LONGEST CAST
When Walter and Hazel had their home on Lake Pokegama we would visit frequently. I would bring a boat and park it at their community beach. On one such weekend Lee and Yulah were also there, so as was the custom, Lee and I would fish a couple of times a day. On one evening Lee and I went out and he was proud of his new reel that his boys' had given him. When we arrived at our "magic spot", Lee was anxious to get at it. He said "watch this baby cast" and gave it a mighty heave. The rest is speculation; the lure took off for orbit and kept going. I remember saying, "Hey Lee-No Gravity". Either the line broke or the knot slipped, but we now had 150 yds. of fishing line in the depths of Pokegama. We spent the rest of the evening trying to snag the line without success. Fisherman, zero fish and the fish.....perfect score.
Lee and I were playing golf at a family reunion in Wisconsin. We decided to play a small par 3 course before dinner. The first tee was elevated about 20 feet, so we were above the people waiting behind us. As it happens, the couple behind us had spent too much time in the bar and were vocal about waiting, the bad condition of the course, and the cost. As you know golf is supposed to be a rather serene sport, at least before the first whoops. With the noise from the background, Lee took a mighty swing and "pull hooked" a grass burner that hit underneath their cart and came creaming out the other side. We never heard another word from those folks. I tried to get Lee to admit his shot over the bow was on purpose, but he would only grin. That shot was worth a lot of words!
Fun With Uncle Lee.......
While visiting AZ one year the guys... Uncle Lee, Bob and I decided to take in a spring training game. We arrived at the ball park and since Uncle Lee wasn't walking that well, I pushed him in a chair. We ended up with great seats receiving the V.I.P. treatment. In the fifth inning a line drive came down the first baseline and Uncle Lee ducks with the ball just missing him by inches. We decided to wash down all the excitement and flagged down the beer man. We then enjoyed an ice cold "old style" in the hot AZ sun and watched the Cubs blow it again. Thanks Uncle Lee for the memories.
Dad was "the man" to my brother's and me. Even though he was being taken from us by Parkinson's disease over the last 10 years, it still is not easy to say a final good-bye. I have many good memories of him and for that I feel blessed: shoveling a hockey rink on the frozen lake, making wooden goals for the rink, and Dad trying to demonstrate a slap-shot. He never played hockey, but he often said he knew what it should look like. Paul would say, Dad was always like a teacher trying to pass along knowledge.
Many autumns, we raked leaves into a giant pile at the bottom of the hill and then the neighborhood kids and I ran full speed down the hill and dove in. It was cheap fun.
Dad didn't always say a lot, but always had sage advice. One day when I was in high school, he asked what I wanted to after high school. I said I didn't know. He said, "Well, the University of Minnesota is right down the road and they have a good Engineering program. If you aren't sure what you want to do, Engineering is a good option." I took his advice and I'd say we was right. I also found out later that Dad had given my brothers the same talk - and they also took his advice! Paul said he thought it was more than a suggestion. Haha!
Dad was good with money. One time I bought a Whole Life policy while still in school. He stepped in and made me cancel it. Said I couldn't afford it. He was right. Later he encouraged me to start saving a little each month into a Mutual Fund. He recommended Fidelity Select Electronics. During the Dot Com boom, it took off and I rode it into the stratosphere! After the boom, unfortunately, I rode it back down. Anyway, steady saving was Dad's message and it was great advice.
During Dad's battle with Parkinson's, I was constantly impressed that he was not sour on the world. I noticed he battled his disease with a quiet dignity. To me that showed his true character. He was witty and perseverant throughout. I'm proud he was my Dad. Rest in peace Dad. We'll all try to finish what you started. Love, Gregg
My memories stretch for many years
From growing up to long careers.
Now they say that he is gone,
But he will always be around.
On the dairy farm as time allows
With family, friends and of course, brown cows,
There was work and play with the greatest wish
To drop it all and just go fish.
There was school of course, as we shall see
With work, an engineer is what he'll be.
Now they say that he is gone,
But he will always be around.
There were also sports, and he wasn't tall
But he could run and jump and throw the ball.
He mentored me when I was a kid,
I batted left handed because he did.
With marriage, career and kids as well,
A long, long story for his family to tell.
Now they say that he is gone,
But he will always be around.
In the last few years an angel came
To care for him and hold his hand.
It was Yulah who held that spot
And all of us will forget her not.
Although too far to often see,
I was very close to brother Lee.
Now they say that he is gone,
But he will always be around.
Brother Bill 2013
I never saw you much Uncle Lee, but I still love and miss you. I love the Longhorn Socks by the way, I wear them as often as I can, they're nice and warm and cozy and I can just imagine you wearing them. They make my feet look sort of like a penguin. (: I wish I had a story to share, but I don't really have any clearly memorable moments. But I love you. Sweet dreams.
Tonight the sky is dark.
The earth is silent.
My heart aches,
My head hurts,
My eyes are dry.
Yet everything's the same.
I hold out my arms,
But the earth continues to spin
Because time doesn't stop.
Not for you,
Not for me,
Not for anyone.
And as time goes on
We learn to say Goodnight:
Goodnight to things we love,
Things we will remember,
Goodnight to people we will never forget.
Because Goodnight means for now, not forever.
So Goodnight fishing.
Goodnight boats, ducks, and birds.
Goodnight peanut butter.
Goodnight washers, golf, and Longhorns.
Goodnight stories, memories, and smiles.
I love you so much, Grandpa. I will always keep the memories.
Lee was an inspiration to a "young college kid" hoping one day to become a scientist, and actively supported his son Paul and I through our college years. Lee provided guidance on how to balance studies with the life-experiences we were exploring. He was someone we all looked up to. He was brilliant and compassionate with a dash of humor, even when Parkinson's tried to rob it from him. In his quiet way, he touched and blessed all of our lives. Thank you Lee. You will be truly missed.
I think my most favorite all time memory was then I took Uncle Lee and Aunt Yulah on a tour of Target Field, He and myself are such advice Sports fans and all we talked about was the Twins and Gophers! He always had amazing advice for all of us, and his words were so inspiring too me and would always listen to whatever one had to say! Great Memories forever!!!
Uncle Lee. For all of my life he has been the model on how to work, live and love family. At family gatherings I would always keep a keen eye on Lee trying to learn all I could from him. We all wanted to be just like Uncle Lee. I spend my days trying to live up to that ideal. I will hold close to my heart the memories I have of hunting and fishing with Lee. Great times always.
Some of my earliest memories are of Christmas time at Grandma & Grandpa Brinks. The Sisler's and LaVoi's would gather to celebrate the Holiday Season; play hockey, pool, spearfish and games. One day while spear fishing Lee and DA lost a spear down the hole and thus beagan a day of looking for options to recover the spear from the bottom of the lake.
The initial plan was to try and snag the spear with some type of treble hook, (if Lee could help put men on the moon he could get this spear back from the lake bottom). :) As the day wore on the ideas began to wither but then came the idea of magnets. If only they could find a strong enough magnet they could lift the spear from the depths. Even as a kid I remember thinking-(Oh yeah this will work):) You could almost hear the Laurel and Hardy song playing as they drove off to the hardware store. Suffice it to say that spear is there to this day.
From the spear fishing incident to Lee filming the re-enactment of Threadhead the Christmas Holiday's were always an adventure. Rest In Peace Uncle Lee...
Our hearts and prayers go out to all the Sisler family, many good memories of the Sisler farm in LaPrairie. May the Lord bless and keep you all at this sad time of losing Lee. Paul and Patricia Ritter
Lee, the quiet man with the big smile. Lee's contributions to the TelComm Division at 3M were many and impactful. His even demeanor and wit made him a person you wanted to sit with during long meetings or drifting down the St. Croix.
Our prayers go out to Yulah and his family.
Drew and Judy Davis, Palm Beach Gardens, Florida
Our prayers and love are with you all in this time of remembering a wonderful life well lived! Duane's memories of fishing at Sassaginiak, and my memories of our good times together in Minnesota, as our "kids" became best friends, and married eight years later are priceless. Lee was an amazing father and grandfather, and gave us a son-in-law we cherish, who is also a terrific parent to our exceptional grandchildren! God bless you all, and thanks for the memories!
Lee leaves us with many good memories. I treasure the Twin's games we enjoyed at your mother's home. Lee always had a ready smile, a twinkle in his eyes, and a quiet strength within him. We were fortunate to know Lee for many years and happy that you had so many great years together. God's blessings on you for strength at this time, and for all the changes coming your way. All the good memories - and good friends - help! Love, Sharell
Susan and I thought the world of Lee. For 14 years, they were great neighbors and always there as friends in a pinch. Lee always had a great smile and was always pleasant with a positive outlook on life.
Yulah and family...my heart has been heavy all week for you. Lee was such a wonderful man and he will be missed by all. I had the pleasure to work with and for him at 3M and will always remember his calm demeanor...but most especially that slow smile and the twinkle in his eyes. Thinking back to the last time I saw Lee at one of our First Thursday Happy Hours last year, I don't think he ever lost that.
It's been a long road for all of you, but I know the many joyous memories of a life well lived will sustain you in the coming days. You are all in my thoughts and prayers.
Dear Yulah, Gary, Paul and Gregg,
We all share in your loss of a great man, husband, father, and grandfather. Over ten years, we have come to know Lee in the same way, and we will miss him greatly. He became Grandpa Lee to us long ago, a high title indeed. Lee set the standard for the way he lived his life and how he treated his family and friends. He had many stories, insights, interests and qulaities, and he shared them all. All through his fight with Parkinson's, he never once complained or allowed the disease to affect his perspective on others. He just lived with it, did what he could, and beyond, and never acklnowledged his struggles. I pray that I have the same grace as he did when the time comes. We should all celebrate the life of this great man. He will be missed.
George, Molly, Alexander, Evan and Miles Drazic
Dear Yulah, sons Gary, Paul, & Gregg and entire family –
My sincerest sympathies to you for loss on the passing of Lee. I knew Lee from his days of service to 3M Telcomm in Austin and can assure you he will be truly missed by his Telcomm family & friends.
I always appreciated talking with Lee and hearing his perspective & insight. Never heard a cross word or witnessed him angry or upset, regardless of circumstances. He was a genuine role model for such young & new Telcommers such as myself.
While also growing up in Minnesota and as a Golden Gopher with a degree in Engineering, I was never aware of Lee's interest in waterfowl hunting. I'll be remembering Lee as I take to the cut corn fields and sloughs & swamps this fall while watching for the first golden rays of sunlight to break, with goose & duck decoys set, when blowing out those first notes on the calls… Others may not understand, but I now know Lee would.
Best wishes and my most sincere condolences. May the many outstanding memories each of you have of Lee lessen your sorrow. Steven Hanson
"Grandpa Lee" wasn't our Grandpa or even our Pa but both my son and I will miss the wisdom he shared with us and loved him for who he was before and after Parkinson took it's terrible toll. We will not miss him nearly as much and Yulah and the boys but we will miss him. We are praying for strength for all during these dark times. Kelly, Zac and Jeff Clausius
I am so sorry for your loss. Words are not enough, but please accept my condolences to you, your brothers your mom Yulah and the rest of the extended Sisler family.....Love, O
"Yulah, I valued Lee's support and guidance in my early years at 3M and the special times spent on the river and at the Afton House after boat rides. Working with and for Lee in International 3M was the happiest time of my 28 year carrier with 3M. My prayers go out to you and family."
To Yulah and Lee's kids and grandkids - Our deepest condolences. We knew Lee from the neighborhood since 2003, and he was one of the kindest people we have ever met. Our little neighborhood won't be the same. Coleen, Sean, Grace & Pete Regan.
Yulah: our condolences to you and your family on the loss of Lee. He was always available at 3M to help us younger workers, and was a true leader in TelComm. He will be missed.
John & Kathy Miterko
Yulah, sorry to hear about your loss. Richard Green
Gregg, so very sorry, bro
We have missed the many breakfasts that we would share with you and Lee after church, many years of 3M activities as well. Our prayers go out to you and your wonderful family. Love, Curly and Kathy Patterson
I didn't know Lee very well but we did work together at 3M. My sincerest condolences to you and your family.
Yulah, thoughts and prayers are with you. I know it was a long road and I am truly sorry.
Blessings and love, Charlotte Pieper