Video of Funeral Service for Curt Eddy
Curtiss E. “Curt” Eddy, age 80 years, died Wednesday, September 16, 2020 at Columbia St. Mary’s Hospital-Ozaukee in Mequon, WI.
He was born July 22, 1940 to Curtiss E. and Helen Slicker Eddy. Born and raised in West Allis, WI after high school he went on to college and received a degree in music and later his Masters of Education. Curt started teaching in Almond, WI and later in Crandon, WI where he met Kathleen Netzel. They were married August 12, 1967 and started a family, living in Crandon, WI.
Curt took a job teaching music at Thomas Jefferson Middle School in Port Washington, WI in 1974 and the family moved to N. Webster Street in Port Washington. Although he began in the middle school, he moved to the elementary schools in the district and retired in 2003. He loved teaching and enjoyed running into former students, remembering their names and catching up with their lives.
When he wasn’t teaching, he loved to be making music or enjoying it. He was in the Port Washington City Band and played in the pit for the Port Washington Summer Theater. Curt enjoyed being outdoors, camping and gardening or working on his latest woodworking project.
A man of faith, he served as choir director and served on church council for Our Savior Ev. Luth. Church in Grafton, WI. Curt and his wife Kathy were charter congregants of St. Matthew Ev. Luth. Church in Port Washington, WI. In 1980 they started having church services at the former Knights of Columbus Hall in Port Washington until the current church site on Grant Street was completed. Through the years he helped out when needed and always had a smile or tune to share.
He is survived by his wife Kathleen, children Heather (Jim) Krause of Sheboygan Falls, WI, Heath (fiance Kayla Martinez) Eddy of Slinger, WI and Paige Eddy of Fredonia, WI. He is further survived by grandchildren Nathan, Quinton, Z, Deidre and Kasey, other relatives and friends. He is preceded in death by his parents, sister, Nancy Stamey and nephew Dale Stamey.
Pastor Martin Wildauer will officiate funeral services 2pm Saturday, September 26, 2020 at St. Matthew Ev. Luth. Church, 1525 N Grant Street, Port Washington, WI. Visitation from 12:30 – 2pm Saturday AT CHURCH.
*** COVID-19 recommendations will be followed. Masks must be worn. Exercise social distancing. Thank you. ***
Tonight I was playing with my children and listening to spooky Halloween music when I remembered a song that Mr. Eddy taught to my music class in elementary school, 30+ years ago, “The Ghost of John”. For whatever reason the song has stuck with me all these years. My wife asked me how in the world I knew of it, and I told her about my favorite music teacher. After our conversation, I got on Google and found this. Very sorry for your loss. He was a kind hearted soul to say the least. He will be missed and remembered.
My sincere condolences to the Eddy family.
Mr. Eddy was the reason I picked up an instrument. Somehow he drew me into giving the trombone a try and my playing left me with memories of those years I played in middle and high school.
Now that I have my own child, I can only imagine the patience it must’ve taken and passion for playing and teaching, to give decades of effort to getting countless kids like me into playing.
Godspeed.
Have such wonderful memories of Curt that I will always hold dear…his kindness, wonderful laugh, being patient, ….. We all we so blessed to have him as a part of our earthly lives. Am looking forward to hearing him make music in heaven!
We are so very sorry to hear of his passing. He was such a warm and loving man and we always enjoyed spending time with him. He will be so missed but God definitely gained a wonderful angel.
Lori and Eric Michaels
It’s crazy to think about the hundreds (maybe more than that) of students to whom he introduced the joy of music to throughout his lifetime. And in some way, it will be in perpetuity as those students become parents and introduce their children to music, which is pretty cool if you think about it.
Thinking of your family and recalling a whole bunch of fond memories of Mr. Eddy during the past few days.
My favorite one is the point where my drum lessons exceeded his ability to play the drums. I couldn’t figure out a rhythm, he couldn’t play it, and he gave up with the sticks and pulled a random instrument off the shelf (I wish I could remember what it was, maybe a sax?) and honked the rhythm at me perfectly.
Sympathy to you and your family.
Sylvia and I express our sympathy to the Eddy family.
Dick Ansay