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Joseph "Joe" Aspinwall

Passed away July 10th, 2014

Joe Aspinwall & daughter, Elizabeth "Liz"

Obituary ~ Joseph Aspinwall

Aspinwall, Joseph C. Age 66, of Albertville, passed away July 10, 2014. White Earth en-rolled member, son of Joseph and Margaret Aspinwall. Survived by wife, Deborah; daughter, Elizabeth; grandchildren, Samira, Austin, and Daniel and many family and friends. He passed away doing what he loved, golfing with his grandson. Funeral services July 18, 2014 at Church of Gichitwaa Kateri, 3045 Park Avenue, Mpls, at 11:00 a.m. Gathering of family and friends one hour prior to service. Arrangements with Cremation Society of Minnesota 763-560-3100.

Published on July 15, 2014

Eternal Flame of Friendship's

May 2016

Joe My friend, I will always miss you!

Biography
Joseph Aspinwall

Last Update 5/10/2016
Status	Deceased - Passed Away 7/10/2014
Location	Last Known Location Albertville, MN 55301-9622
Email / Phone
Websites
Favorite Music
Schools / Military
Birthday	March 8th 3/9/2013 Miigwech for all birthday wishes yesterday had a good day love you all
Spouse / Partners	Survived by wife, Deborah
Children / Grandkids	daughter, Elizabeth "Liz Aspinwall Pacheco" grandchildren, Samira, Austin, and Daniel
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Biography	White Earth en-rolled member & he loved, golfing with his grandson..

They came this way but once. Yet, they touched our lives in many ways while they were here. We shall remain eternally grateful for their friendship and for the influence each bestowed upon us.

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"Knockin' On Heaven Door "

Joseph C. "Joe" Aspinwall

In Memory of

Joseph Aspinwall

Guest Book

Passed away July 10th, 2014

Wendy Aspinwall Miss you Joe!!

July 18, 2014 at 3:27pm

Liz Pacheco Dad you were loved so much. thank you everyone who came it was beautiful.

July 18, 2014 at 3:29pm

Jim Donovan RIP We will miss him he was such a nice man!

July 18, 2014 at 3:48pm

May 10th,2016

Joe ,
My heart remains heavy. Where to begin, my dear old friend.

In the beginning You don’t think about the end.

You made me laugh, you mad me smile
Oh to hang out once more for a while

Time for goodbye, North High buddy of mine.
I’ll see you again...all in God’s time.

Missing you...RIP Joe,

May 10th, 2016

Dear Aspinwall family,
I just wanted to let you know that Joe was a great person and a wonderful friend to me in High School.

I hope god has eased the pain a little and I want you all to know that you are in our prayers. Much love

They say time heals all wounds - I will have to see. One thing is for sure, your presence resides in my heart, so you will never be forgotten.

RIP Joe...

Joe's Sunset

To-night the west o'er-brims with warmest dyes;
Its chalice overflows
With pools of purple colouring the skies,
Aflood with gold and rose;
And some hot soul seems throbbing close to mine,
As sinks the sun within that world of wine.

I seem to hear a bar of music float
And swoon into the west;
My ear can scarcely catch the whispered note,
But something in my breast
Blends with that strain, till both accord in one,
As cloud and colour blend at set of sun.

And twilight comes with grey and restful eyes,
As ashes follow flame.
But O! I heard a voice from those rich skies
Call tenderly my name;
It was as if some priestly fingers stole
In benedictions o'er my lonely soul.

I know not why, but all my being longed
And leapt at that sweet call;
My heart outreached its arms, all passion thronged
And beat against Fate's wall,
Crying in utter homesickness to be
Near to a heart that loves and leans to me.
AT SUNSET

To-night the west o'er-brims with warmest dyes;
Its chalice overflows
With pools of purple colouring the skies,
Aflood with gold and rose;
And some hot soul seems throbbing close to mine,
As sinks the sun within that world of wine.

I seem to hear a bar of music float
And swoon into the west;
My ear can scarcely catch the whispered note,
But something in my breast
Blends with that strain, till both accord in one,
As cloud and colour blend at set of sun.

And twilight comes with grey and restful eyes,
As ashes follow flame.
But O! I heard a voice from those rich skies
Call tenderly my name;
It was as if some priestly fingers stole
In benedictions o'er my lonely soul.

I know not why, but all my being longed
And leapt at that sweet call;
My heart outreached its arms, all passion thronged
And beat against Fate's wall,
Crying in utter homesickness to be
Near to a heart that loves and leans to me.