Through all our ups and downs, and in and outs. I love my brother..., and I miss him dearly.  Someday I wish to be reunited with you Andy.

Thinking of you and this week and remembering all the good times and love we have shared.  Thanks for the memories and best hugs ever.

Jeannie

My absolute favorite memories of my Uncle Andy involve warm, summer afternoons when he and my Aunt Jessie would come see us in northern Minnesota. Sitting next to him, listening to him tell stories and sharing memories about the childhoods of my grandparents, aunts and uncles, and asking him questions about our family history. I always saw him as kind of our family historian - a treasure trove of stories that I soaked up like a sponge and loved to hear. I miss him dearly and send all my love - these northern Minnesota summers won’t be the same. 

Uncle Andy, 

I only wish I could’ve spent more time with you. Hearing your stories and endless memories. Thank you for being a leader and role model to us all. 

“A limb has fallen from our family tree that says grieve not for me. Remember the best times, the laughter, the song, the good life I lived when I was strong.”

Love you, Your niece,
Elizabeth

I spent a lot of time in the summer with My uncle Andy and always remember him tinkering with motors and fixing things. He was always up for conversations on a variety of topics as he was very educated and well read. My favorite memory of him was when, Andy, David, Tommy, David B, my father and my cousin Michael and I spent opener fishing at the cabin on lake vermilion. There was such a sense of togetherness that weekend with all of us there. With fishing opener coming up I’ll be thinking about him and our family a lot, as almost half of the people present that weekend are no longer with us. 

Uncle Andy was a one of a kind guy who was loved by many. He was so smart, always kept up with current events and politics, and loved to tell stories. My happiest memories were spent on Lake Vermilion listening to uncle Andy, my dad, and their siblings tell stories about their childhoods and my grandparents. After my dad passed away, summers with uncle Andy and the rest of the California family seemed more precious as the realization of life being so short became more true. I remember before Dante met uncle Andy, I told him that meeting my uncle would be the closest thing to meeting my dad.  There were so many similarities in their appearance, mannerisms, and both used the same phrases like "let me tell you something", "incidentally", or "I'm talking here". It always amazed me that the brothers spent decades living apart but still managed to have so many comparisons. I will always be grateful for the time spent with uncle Andy and that Dante was able to meet him. 

I wish I could have seen the homecoming uncle Andy had with his parents, brother, David B, and granddaughter Katie. I'm sure it was beautiful. 

A life with love is a life well lived. Uncle Andy was very loved and will be missed always. 



The highlight of my summers has always been when my Uncle Andy, Aunt Jessie, and my cousins come to Minnesota. From the time I was young I can recall listening to countless stories told by my Uncle. Some of these stories I had heard many times, but most of them still made me laugh regardless. It was so amazing to me how knowledgeable he was on our family history and how much he cared to share and pass that knowledge down. I remember his sarcasm, funny jokes, and passion for his political ideals. One thing I specifically remember was how good I thought he smelled when I would hug him goodbye before he left to go back to California. Uncle Andy was the closest thing to a grandfather type figure I’ve ever had in my life and his strong nature but also loving and caring attitude will be so greatly missed. Our summers will never be the same without you. Love you Uncle Andy! 

Uncle Andy, or as he had said, “The real Orlo Anderson,” was truly one of a kind. He was quite possibly one of the smartest people I know. He was strong in his convictions and passionate about politics and religion.   Family was very important to Andy and it showed, helping his children and grandchildren whenever they needed it. He was so proud of them.  It has been so nice to be able to spend so much time with Andy Jesse and the kids over the years in Minnesota.  Endless family gathering, weekly picnics at the lake, dinners out for his beloved Walleye are just a few things I will miss. 
Until we meet again Uncle Andy!! 
Love Jill

Beloved brother,
I think you have always known how much you mean to me. Over the years I remember our many happy reunions and many sad good byes. It seems there were so many. The goodbyes always stand out where you would lean over and give me a big hug. Then we would both weep. I will now continue to weep till we meet again in eternity. I’ll miss our daily text messages and many conversations, cups of coffee and walleye fish dinners. The hours spent sitting on the deck at the cabin discussing old times and new plans and reminiscing about our wonderful childhoods and adulthoods spent at the lake. Thanks for taking me with you when you moved to California the first time. We packed the 6 of us in your sedan and drove west. You said that the place we were going looked like the moon-you were right!  It was over 100 when we got there when you opened the trunk and showed me a  can full of gas we brought from MN!  
We were all so proud of the wonderful successes you achieved in life and we so love the beautiful family you and Jessie have raised. Thanks for the hospitality and love you and Jessie showed our parents and all of us when we came to visit. 
There are not enough  words to tell you what you mean to me, but then I think I have told you a million times over the years. But just in case, I’ll tell you again that I love you very very much.  Please be waiting and continue praying for all of us till we are reunited in the world beyond. 

Your favorite sister,
Jeannie

Dear Andy,

Thank you for all the wonderful times we have shared over these many years. The many days, afternoons, and evenings at the house and  at the cabin over coffee, beer, shrimp cocktails and Jessie’s many delicious dinners discussing all the issues of the day are forever in our minds.  One of the times I most remember was the fishing opener with you, the two David’s, and myself. It was a miserable cold day, but you and brother David warmed things up with political discussions and funny stories. I always laugh thinking that brother David told one story and you told another and the day was over. Good thing David B. and I were good listeners!  All kidding aside I love you like a brother and cherish the many family gatherings at the cabin every summer.  We all waited for the time around the 4th knowing you and Jessie and some of the kids would soon arrive. Please pray for us who are left behind here and greet all our parents, the two David’s and little Katie who you so longed for and all of our beloved dead .  Thanks for everything!

Love ,
Jon

Grandpa thank you for being there for me. The times we had together and how we told jokes as we sat at the dinner table with the whole family. Everytime you read the newspaper, I thought how knowledgeable you were.

I remember those trips to Minnesota and seeing you on the dock fishing and the time I saw you in your boat. Then, when the whole family went Fortune Bay casino and everyone was calling you "Deadliest Catch."

Also, I remember how sometimes you'd take me to school. I love you granpda and I hope to see you someday. I will be down here making you proud.

Love you , Nicholas

Dad,
There are so many things I want to say to you.  You were  my strength and support through the hardest times of my life.  During the loss of my daughter and my husband,  you were there for me. 

The wonderful memories of our many vacations together and the summers we spent in Minnesota are unforgettable.  There never seems to be enough time spent together.  You always wish for one more day.  I will cherish the time that we had as a family. 

I know you were looking forward to the time when you could hold Katie again. Take care of her until the day we are all together again as a family. 

I love you Dad and I will miss you , Colleen. 

Our heart felt sympathy goes out to you Jesse and all of your family. Wish we could be with you during this difficult time. We were remembering all the fun times that we spent together on our yearly trips and gatherings, but most of all the laughs and fun we had with Andy on our Florida trip. Andy you will be truly missed. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all. 

I know I already added something but I was remembering A memory of David’s about a week before he died.  I know you heard me mention this before.  David had a dream he was a child riding his  bike at the Southside Park and he saw Uncle Jim  and Jim was motioning to him to come with him He said come Davey! He followed him and he saw His Dad , Mom and other family and friends.  I don’t think this was a coincidence! God was getting him ready to Go to his heavenly home. He felt peaceful. I find  
comfort when I think of this. I hope this provides comfort.  This is a journey we all must take.  Hugs Jessie and family. We will be joining you in Spirit on Friday. This is a picture of Andy and you Jessie at a picnic at Jim and Rita’s last summer. ♥️Praying for you al!🙏

Dear Andy, 
In the 40 yrs that I have know you being a part of the Anderson family,  I have enjoyed a couple of trips out to California to stay with you and Jessie, the both of you were the best hosts, we had so much fun.  The trips when you came to MN in the summers we enjoyed many talks about religion and politics, many laughs, and I always enjoyed hearing about your interest in the family history.  The way you beamed with the love for your children and grandchildren, also how proud of all of them you were.
As much as I will miss you, knowing that one day I hope to see you again.  
I smile now as I think of you being reunited with all the loved ones that have passed before us.
Much love to you Andy,
Koni

Dear Dad, 
I want to thank you for an amazing life.  As a child, you treated me to endless possibilities and awesome adventures.  I will never forget the time, as a five-year-old child, that you took me to the mine that you managed in Montana saying that we were going to “work.”  I never imagined that work meant riding in real life-sized Tonka trucks, such a front-end loader, a grader, and a dump truck.    I remember thinking that I could really like this thing called work.  On weekends,  we would often travel to fantastic destinations.  We would get up so early that I had my pajamas on during the beginning of our travels.  You took us to many memorable places such as the Little Bighorn, Mount Rushmore, Dodge City, Dinosaur National Park, Yellowstone, and many more.  You were always a fun Dad.  
You always encouraged us to pursue excellence in education and later in our careers.  It was often quite handy to have a father who knew algebra, geometry, calculus, and chemistry, and who could explain problem solutions better than many of our teachers in school.  You always made me proud to be your son.  When I became a father, you were always there to offer advice or assistance when asked, but you never interfered in my decisions.  I never doubted your support for my endeavors or your unwavering love and assistance.   I am going to miss our discussions, even the spirited ones.  I am going to miss you reading articles from the newspaper to me, and even the 2am text messages you would send when you could not sleep.   Most of all Dad, I am going to miss all those tomorrows that you will physically not be a part of.  I am going to miss the best man, the best father that I could ever imagine.  I know that God has a plan that we will someday be together again.  Until that day, I will cherish each and every one of our yesterdays.  With all my love.

Uncle Andy was one of the smartest, most well read people I knew. He loved to  share stories but had a deep interest in what you had to say.  You could tell his family meant everything to him on how he would reminisce about his childhood,  his children growing up as well as sharing stories about Aunt Jessie. He was so proud of his family and would be beaming with pride when talking about his children and grandchildren.   In turn, his family was so proud of his accomplishments. I remember countless times listening to Grandma Theresa or my dad talking about all of the great things Uncle Andy had done. Uncle Andy reminded me so much of my father and I loved being around him. His voice, mannerisms, politic talk we’re the same.  We looked forward to the summer visits which were always the highlight of the summer. Long chats with Uncle Andy and Aunt Jessie and delicious meals will always be cherished in my memories. I wish the summer visits could have been longer and we could have spent more time together.  I am so thankful that Uncle Andy was able to meet my children and will always remember Brady running up to Uncle Andy and wanting Uncle Andy to hold him.  I am so very sorry for the loss of your spouse, father, and grandfather. He will be deeply missed.  As death is the gateway to eternal life, I wish I could have witnessed his joyous homecoming with his parents, son-in-law, granddaughter, brother, and his in-laws! I love you all and we will be with you on Friday!

Dear Andy,
My memories are what I have left,
and a lesson I will not forget .
The time has come when time is no more 
and all that's left was once before.
The memories so dear and true,
those memories of me and you.
Although we fell and stumbled at times,
all those hills were necessary climbs.
All the times when your heart shined through
are greatest memories I have of you.
I will always remember you, brother of mine.
In my heart I will keep you, so I will be fine.
I will go forward with my head up high.
It might be hard, I cannot lie.
But in my heart you will be,
moving forward, you with me.

Until we meet again,  
Love, Tom 


I remember my uncle Andy packing us all up in the motor home and driving our Families to Disneyland. The patience that must have taken with our loud obnoxious group was amazing. I mostly remember him at our cabin. Taking over the same exact spot as our grandfather as the new patriarch. Watching over our family that you knew he loved so dearly. Sometimes you would look up and think you saw the “real Orlo” silently watching over us all. He was the one to go to for all the family history and stories and his strength, knowledge and presence will be greatly missed 

My Uncle Andy will be missed dearly by his family here in Minnesota. I will always cherish the times I spent with him and his family at the cabin or Grandma’s house in town. I will always remember the fun it was listening to the stories and conversations when Andy, Tommy, David, and Jean were all in the same room. Much Love!

Dear grandfather Orlo Anderson I love you so much and you will be terribly missed by me and the family. I really appreciate that you helped me with my homework (hw)  and you helped me understand my notes better and you loved to tease me and I tease you back and you would always check on me when I was doing assignments for school and you were getting a midnight snack. You made me laugh a lot, and  you talked to me when I did hw and I am glad your in heaven with the angels and God and your watching over us and protecting us. I am glad you don’t have any pain and your with God in this magical and colorful place called heaven of love. You will always be in my heart and I will never forget about you. 
I love you always 💕
Love Chrissy Anderson 

There's so many fond memories I have with you. There's the summers we spent in Minnesota. I'd see you and my dad fishing out on the lake or on the end of our dock. When we went to Hawaii and you came snorkeling with us, how we got to see all the turtles and fish together. When you helped me with my first science fair in elementary school or when I would talk to you about the book series we both liked.  You were always willing to talk and share stories with us grand kids.  How you'd capture every holiday with your camera. When you'd add a bit of humor into Christmas with silly hats for us kids. It made the holidays more memorable.

I loved sharing all my art work with you and grandma when I'd come home. I hope you, Uncle David, and my dad are catching up in heaven. I hope you're telling them all these stories and more.

 I love you Papa and I'll never forget you. 



So sorry to hear about Orlo’s passing. As our extended family became larger, we were fortunate to spend a little time with him on visits up north. I (Steve) enjoyed listening to his perspective on current and past historical events. He was well versed, interesting and just a nice guy to be around. RIP Orlo....

Marcia and Jerry Baland would like to extend our deepest sympathy for the loss of your husband and father and grandfather. We will miss seeing Andy during the summer in Minnesota. God Bless and hopefully see you soon.🙏✝️♥️

Jessie and family thinking of you all with a heavy heart!♥️ So very many fond memories throughput the years.  The highlight of our summer was when the California Anderson would come to Minnesota. I loved how passionate Andy was about politics and how he and The two David’s, David A and David B would get into their discussions but David B had a hard time getting a word in when the two brothers would start talking. I loved  how Andy light up talking about his children and his grandchildren he was a proud grandpa you could tell how much he loved them.♥️ Reading his obituary what an impressive wonderful life he lived you should be proud of him.                               I pray for you My dear sister in-law Jessie and your family that you find comfort knowing  that Andy is no longer in pain and that he is hugging his sweet granddaughter Katie and is reunited with the rest of his family. What a wonderful reunion that must have been I can only imagine.😇😇😇😇♥️Continued love and prayers for your family and Andy. Until we meet again Andy we will miss you and love you.  Hug David for me.😢♥️😇 

It’s hard to forget someone who gave so much of himself.  You cherished the moments that you had with your family and friends.

I looked to you for your strength, encouragement, and wisdom.  You were someone I could always depend on, who would listen to me, and were a constant comfort to me throughout my life.  You were my everything!

“Death leaves a heartache that nobody can heal and love leaves a memory that no one can steal. “

Dad, I love you always and forever! 

My beloved husband, I can’t believe that you’re gone.  We had so many things that we were still going to do.  I miss you very much!  This has been the saddest day of my life.  We were blessed with four wonderful children and six grandchildren that made us so happy.  I will miss you, but I will never forget you. Until we meet again!  I love you! 

OBITUARY

Orlo James Anderson

June 21, 1943 – April 18, 2020

Mt. View Mortuary & Cemetery

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