Duane Aretz

He was one of those rare guys who loved his work. Duane was a plumber but hardly ever considered it a job. “I have a hobby”, he’d say, “and I’m lucky enough to get paid for it.” But that might be because it was in his blood; Duane was a 3rd generation plumber; his son makes the fourth. His faith was steadfast and Duane sought to share the good news: the tailgate of his truck reminded us that God so Loved the world. He was always there for his kids and even coached soccer back in the day before it was in vogue. Duane would pile the whole team on benches in the back of his van and haul them to games. Spare time was best spent with his grandkids: for their birthdays he’d take them to Phillies games to have their names splashed on the Jumbotron. He ate like nobody’s business but never seemed to gain a pound, chalking it up to good genetics. Duane sang; he was in his church choir and loved family get togethers surrounding a piano.

He saw a beautiful girl named Grace at a wedding shower: Duane would never leave her side. Their 59 year marriage was blessed by three sons, Duane (Debbie), Dean (Diane) and Dale (Crystal); 19 grandchildren and 25 great-grandchildren.

Come celebrate 83 great years Wednesday 7-9 p.m. and Thursday 9-10 a.m. at Sweeney Funeral Home, Riverside where there will be a 10 a.m. service. Interment Beverly National Cemetery. In lieu of flowers donations to the American Cancer Society (Cancer.org) will be appreciated.

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