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Carl F. Berning

Carl Francis Berning was born to Joseph and Louise (Schlermann) Berning at Milford, Iowa on April 3, 1915. He received his education through the tenth grade at St. Joseph School in Milford.

On January 20, 1942 he was united in marriage to Arlene Sporrer at St. Joseph Catholic Church in Milford. He lived at Milford all his life.

Carl was a quiet man who lived his life as he desired. He was an avid reader of Western books. He loved baseball and did a lot of bowling thru the years.

Carl worked at Milford Nursery until his retirement. He started working for Henry Antisdel, the founder of Milford Nursery soon after completing his education at St. Joseph’s School.

Mr. Berning passed away Saturday, February 3, 2007 at the Lakes Regional Hospital. He was 91 years of age.

Left to cherish his memory is his wife of 65 years, Arlene Berning of Milford, many nieces and nephews, as well as a number of great nieces and nephews.

Carl was preceded in death by his parents. Carl’s death marks the passage of his generation as he was preceded in death by his eight older siblings - two sisters and six brothers.

IN MEMORY
Carl F. Berning

April 3, 1915
February 3, 2007

MASS OF CHRISTIAN BURIAL
St. Joseph Catholic Church
Milford, Iowa
Wednesday, February 7, 2007 ~ 10:30 A.M.

PRESIDER
Msgr. Kenneth A. Seifried

MUSIC
Wynette Moore
Marlys Graettinger
Here I Am Lord
We are the Light of the World
Let There Be Peace On Earth

PALLBEARERS
Bob Fitzpatrick
Ray Heller
Terry Kramer
Bob Moore
Jim Sporrer
Denton Wunder, II

HONORARY BEARERS
Clarence and Jo Halbur
Ed and Marlene Nelsen
Carl’s many close friends

INTERMENT
Calvary Cemetery
Milford, Iowa

A Prayer To
Our Blessed Mother

Take my hand, O Blessed Mother
Hold me firmly ‘lest I fall
I grow nervous while walking and
Humbly on thee I call.
Guide me over every crossing,
Watch me when I’m on the stairs
Let me know that you’re beside me
Listen to my fervent prayers.
Bring me to my destination
Safely along the way
Bless my every undertaking
And my duties for the day.
And when evening creeps upon me
I’ll never fear to be alone
Once again, O Blessed Mother
Take my hand and lead me home.