Vance W. Hurt
May 28, 1940 ~ March 8, 2012
Beloved Husband, Father Grandfather, Great Grandfather Age 71 of White Bear Lake, passed away peacefully surrounded by family on March 8th. Preceded in death by parents, Chester Lois; sisters, Barbara, Virginia; nephew, Richard. Survived by wife of 51 years, Mary Pat; sons, John (Georgia), Brian, David, Matthew; grandchildren, Shavon (Shawn) Sutherland, Chester, Derek, Haylee, Jacklyn; great grandson, Jackson; Siblings, Bev (Don) Bemlott, John (Linda), Sharon (Brian) Mullaney, Phil (Kris); brother-in-laws, Jack (Joanne) Roberts, Dave (Vinny) Roberts, Swede Roberts, Mick (Sandra) Roberts; many nieces, nephews; dear family from Ireland, the Glackins McHughs. Memorial Service will be 6PM Mon. March 12th at Roberts Family Funeral Home, 555 SW Centennial Drive, Forest Lake, with a gathering beginning at 4PM until time of service. Memorials preferred to the family.
Dear Mary Pat, My deepest sympathy to you and your family. I wanted to share this photo I took of the two of you. The smile on Vance’s face is the way I will always remember him. Susan Gieseke
Vance will be dearly missed by all of us in the Peter Family. Jeff, Sara, Jess and Rylee. We are all thankful to have enjoyed his company and his friendship. He treated us like Family and we will cherish our memories of time spent with him and the Hurt Family. Our Condolences to all who loved him. He will be dearly missed, but not forgotten.
Dear Mary Pat and family….. I am very sorry to hear of your loss. I have some memories of Vance when I was very young and spending time at your home. Our thoughts and prayers are with you. Bryant Waldo and family
Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Everything remains as it was. The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no sorrow in your tone. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effort Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.
Vance was my neighbor on Edgerton in Vadnais Hts when we both attended White Bear Lake high school. His big smile and hearty chuckle are etched in my memory…He impacted everyone in his sphere with his
My first and favorite memory of vance would be his Awesome Cream of Mushroom Soup, to this day i have yet to taste another that was as great as his. Vance in my mind was a hard working man with a kind and gentle soul. My sincerest condolences to mary pat and the entire Hurt family and to my sweet friends Georgia & John, who are struggling during this horrible time of loss. Know in you’re hearts you are Loved and appreciated by so many and expecially by the man we write about today. Sending Strength to you all. RIP Vance, you will be missed.
Uncle Vance was a great uncle. It was always fun to see his contagious smile and outgoing personality. I will always remember his work ethic and how he instilled this in everyone he was around. He will be greatly missed by everyone. Love Bob Hurt and family.
MaryPat and family i will miss Vance.I just think back of all the good times at the big white house that you and your brothers grew up in and how my mom would would enjoy the times she spent with all of you as did.I remeber being the ring boy at your wedding.Kim and my thoughts and prays are with you and your family.
For my eternal friends Mary Pat, the Roberts men and for the extended family I send my sincere condolences. I was shocked and saddened to see Vance’ obit in the paper. I know what a positive impact he had on his world which is made even more ideal by the writings of his family.
my uncle vance has left me with a lifetime of memories that i will never forget.i remember vance and mary pat making the trek all the way to zimmerman ,mn to visit us and i remember seeing his face when he got out of the car as i told him “it feels like we traveled to another state” cause we had moved so far away.and he just laughed.i will forever miss him wishing i could have seen him one last time to say goodbye,and that loved him and would never forget him.R.I.P. uncle vance
The number of fond memories my grandfather has left me with is far too vast to single out and select just one. I’d prefer to make an attempt to illustrate who my grandpa was to me, who I thought he was as a man. He was not a man of many words so when he said something you made damn sure you were listening. Whatever he had to say was always well directed, meaningful, and poignant to the situation at hand. Throughout my time with him on this earth it was clear to me everyone loved Vance Hurt. I think he was so easy to respect and like as a human being, because he carried the traits of a good man effortlessly. He was compassionate without being overbearing. He was confident without being cocky. He was always willing to lend a helping hand, but never expected a handout in return. He was never selfish, but always remained selfless in his relationships with family and friends. The ability to remain a positive person throughout life is difficult in itself. Even when faced with negative individuals and negative situations my grandfather maintained his positive persona with ease. I of course always saw my grandpa as an excellent example of good character; he was also a leading authority of work ethic in our nuclear Hurt family. Throughout his years my grandfather always made an honest living the old fashioned way with plenty of sweat and muscle. He would always say “A little bit of manuel (sic) never hurt anyone.” Even after retirement he kept himself busy. Every morning he would strap on those bib overalls and lace up his boots, then get to work like he had for decades prior. I thank him for instilling this unyielding work ethic in my father whom has in return instilled it into me. As I understand it, my great grandfather Chester had a mantra he led his life by “Can’t never did.” This never quit attitude has served the Hurt family well and will for years to come. In a time period when good people seem so few and far between, my grandfather has left a legacy that gives me hope. He was the best of men and has left me with much more than just fond memories. He’s left a blue print for what it is to be a good man.