Chester George Walters

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Chester (Chet) George Walters, age 91 of Eau Claire, WI passed away Friday morning September 19, 2008 at the M.B. Syverson Lutheran Home in Eau Claire.
 
A visitation will be at St. John's Lutheran Church in Eau Claire on Sunday afternoon, September 21, 2008 from 1:00 p.m. until 3:00 p.m. Funeral Services will be at 3 pm on Sunday, September 21, 2008 at St. John's Lutheran Church. Pastor Debra Boynton of the Syverson Lutheran Home will officiate. Burial will be in Forest Hill Cemetery in Eau Claire immediately following the services. 
 
Chet was born in Grand Rapids, WI on October 7, 1916 to Gustav and Bertha (Weber) Walter. He was the last survivor of 13 children.
 

 
Chet married his sweetheart, Irma Olga Emma Baumbach in Fall Creek, Wisconsin in 1938. They were married for 50 years. She preceded him in death in December of 1988.
 
Together, they raised two lovely daughters, Joyce Ann (Walters) Peterson (Terry) of Winona, MN and Janet Marie (Walters) Brantner (Charles) of Eau Claire, WI.
 
Chet is also survived by a granddaughter, Jill (Peterson) Blank (Charles) and grandson, Troy Alan Peterson (Amy) both of Winona and his great-grandson, Nicholas Brandon Coshenet of Winona. He is also survived by, his sister-in-law, Edna Baumbach Isaacs and her husband, William Isaacs plus many nieces and nephews.
 
Chet and Irma belonged to St. John's Lutheran Church for over 50 years.
 
Chet worked at Coca-Cola, Holsum Bakery, and 31 years at Shopper's Market as the produce manager.
 
Chet had a very good sense of humor. He will be missed by many friends and caregivers.
 
Special thanks to the staff at Syverson Lutheran Home, Community Health Partnerships, Northwest Wisconsin Hospice, and his doctors and staff at Luther Midlefort Mayo.
 
Fuller Speckien Hulke Funeral Home is assisting the family with the arrangements.
 
Friends may offer condolences online at www.fullerspeckien.com. 
 
According to Chet, he has gone to be with his Lord and Savior. AMEN.
 
 

God saw that he was getting tired
and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around him and whispered, "Come With Me."

With tearful eyes we watched him
suffer and saw him fade away.
And tho we loved him dearly,
we could not ask him to stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove
to us He only takes the best.