Del Formiller died yesterday, Dec. 7th at 90 years old. Del had a long Green Lake history running the Holiday House on Spring Grove Road where the current condos are located. He was quite a character and a dear friend. I am sure Thelma Markham will miss her library cribbage partner. He knew some great Green Lake stories.
For those of you who didn't know Del you may know who he was by the motorized scooter he rode around town in the last few years.
I don't know if or when there will be memorial services.
Bye Del and save a place at the big chowder cookout.
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I will miss Del. He was a sweet old guy.
So do we all get chowder when we leave this earth? I love chowder.
I was sorry to hear about the passing of "Dilly Bird" as so many of us old timers called him. He was a great and funny guy! He was one of the first people I met when I moved here over 35 years ago. He always made me laugh when I saw him.My sympathy to his girls and their families!
As a kid in the 60's we used to vacation at Del's place, we rented a house that was built out over the water. I remember the great fish chowder, my dad would bring a gallon home in a freezer. I wish I had the recipe so I could make it for my Mom. I learned to fish off Del's dock and have great memories of the post office boat towing a dozen water skiers and pulling the transom out.
Hey Kurt, my family rented "surfside" as well in the late '60's and throughout the '70's. Great, great memories. If you've never seen a man start a chowder fire with a government issued blow torch, if you've never known a man to catch the freshest, finest fish for Tuesday night's chowder from Lake Piggly Wiggly, if you've never seen a man drop three pounds of packaged butter into a simmering pot of fish chowder- then two minutes later pull all but the butter back out, if you've never seen a man drive a 30 year old (then) golf cart one legged, with a drink in one hand and a straw hat held down by the other... while dodging pine trees, guests and, of course, Ruby, the famous NewFoundland (that he trimmed like a lion in the summer), well then, you never knew Del Formiller. And he, my friends, was a great man to have known. Lastly, if God was kind enough to bless those who knew Del with his presence here on earth, then I can't help but believe he's letting Del serve that heavenly cuisine upstairs (although he was probably advised to leave the flame thrower at the gate).
Kent Abbey
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