Bradley “Herman” Kunze, age 59, of Star Prairie, WI passed away February 29, 2024, at the St. Croix Health Center in New Richmond. He was born the son of Arlo and Theresa (Schwan) Kunze on July 29, 1964. Herman attended Star Prairie and New Richmond schools. He worked for many years at Schwan Plumbing and Heating with his buddy, Uncle Gerald. He then started working for himself known as BK Heating and Air Conditioning. Herman loved to build and fix anything. You could find him on any given day tinkering in his garage, with a cocktail in hand listening to music. Canoeing on the Apple River, gardening and sitting under his favorite shaded tree were things he enjoyed. Herman will be remembered fondly for contributing his handiness to Star Prairie Ox Cart Days and hanging out with the locals at the Friendly Bar Herman is survived by his significant other of 31 years, Joan Kohls; Herman’s children, Susan Kunze, Stacey Kunze, Steffanie Kunze, Shannon Kunze (Adam), Steven (Stephanie) Kunze, Ashley (Jon Rhodes) Kunze; Joan’s children, Michelle (Eric Gadach) Kohls, Michael (Renee Wagner) Kohls; grandchildren, Jaxon, Raymond, Vincent, Octavia, Cameron, Landon, Charlotte, Grayson, Rylee, Aiden; further survived by Joan’s grandchildren, Makayla, Alayna, Aleah; his brothers and sisters, Bryan (Erica) Kunze, Bruce Kunze, Brenda (Kevin) Hargrave, Barb (David) Nelson, Barry (Debbie) Kunze, and Burdette (Chad Johnson) Shilts. He is preceded in death by his parents, Arlo and Theresa, sister, Debbie; and brother, Brent. A Celebration of Herman’s Life will be held on Saturday, May 18, 2024 from 2:00-5:00 pm at the Friendly Bar & Grill in Star Prairie. Cremation services provided by Bakken-Young Funeral & Cremation Services.
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Rip my best friend…
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me and my family knew kunze for years he has always been good to me and my fiance when we moved back to star prairie he will be missed we hope has no more pain he is in a good place
Gone From My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, “There, she is gone.”
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me — not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, “There, she is gone,”
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”
And that is dying…
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