
Provided by Allen Brand:
Gerald G. Eller, 51, of Grand Island died Thursday, June 4, 1998, at St. Francis Memorial Health Center. Services will be at 11 a.m. Monday at Apfel-Butler-Geddes Funeral Home. The Rev. Jim Schmitt will officiate. Burial will be in Ohio. Visitation will be
from 4 to 9 p.m. Sunday at the funeral home. Memorials are suggested to the Westside Youth Bowling League or Central Catholic Fine Arts Guild. Mr. Eller was born on Nov. 12, 1946, at Ashtabula, Ohio, to Merrell and Arlene (George) Eller. He grew up and was educated in Geneva, Ohio, graduating from Geneva Senior High School in 1964. He furthered his education at Lakeland Community College in Mentor, Ohio. He entered the U.S. Air Force on Feb. 7, 1966, served in Vietnam and received his discharge on Feb. 6, 1972. He returned to Cleveland and married Deborah Friedel there on Nov. 24, 1973. The couple lived in Cleveland, where he worked for Forest City as a buyer. In 1987, the family moved to Grand Island, where he worked for Country General as a buyer.
He was a member of Resurrection Catholic
Church and was very involved with the Youth Bowling League at Westside Lanes. Survivors include his wife; two daughters, Brooke Salmon and Shannon Eller, both of Grand Island; one son, Brandon Eller of Grand Island; his mother, Arlene Mullin of Geneva, Ohio; and one sister, Pat May of Ashtabula, Ohio. He was preceded in death by his father, Merrell.
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John Begalke
Dan Schaeffer
Jerry's family or his grandmother had some cottages down at the lake that they rented out for vacations. One time when I was with Jerry, he introduced me to Mudcat Grant, who evidently stayed in the cottages every year. I'm not sure how he got the time off from pitching for the Indians but there he was. He was a great guy and we spent a couple hours with him and listened to some great baseball stories. Who would ever think that a major leaguer would be at GOTL and that he stayed at your friends cottage, We miss you, Jerry.
Bill Kelly
I always looked up to Jerry Eller. Not just because he was a good head taller than I, but because he was such a genuine guy. He never got upset about anything. He was always level headed and he never put himself above anyone. Didn’t matter if you were a star quarterback or president of the math club, Jerry made you feel important. He always had time for everyone, regardless of your social status. We need more people like Jerry in our world today.
Kenneth Klingler
I read the comments here with a smile. They pictured the Jerry that I knew. Once, I went to Jerry's house for dinner while in High a school. After a great meal, Jerry asked if I wanted ice cream for dessert. I said " Heck Yes". Jerry brought us EACH a half gallon container with a spoon into it! He knew how to treat a guy
Ruth Prostor (Guyker)
Thank you, Ken and Bill, for your wonderful stories about Jerry. I never remember him without a smile on his face!