Visitation
10:00am - 11:00am Thursday, January 18, 2024 First Congregational United Church of Christ - River Falls 110 N 3rd St. River Falls WI, 54022
10:00am - 11:00am Thursday, January 18, 2024 First Congregational United Church of Christ - River Falls 110 N 3rd St. River Falls WI, 54022
11:00am - Thursday, January 18, 2024 First Congregational United Church of Christ - River Falls 110 N 3rd St. River Falls WI, 54022
Richard “Dick” Vennes Alexander was born in Milwaukee on July 18, 1929 to Louise and Victor Alexander. Louise brought Dick to live in Menomonie, WI after Victor’s death. Two stepfathers were positive influences at different stages for Dick: Frank Torrey and Arthur Cantrell. He graduated from Menomonie High School in 1947, then earned a degree in Agricultural Education at Wisconsin State College at River Falls. Both schools benefitted from his football skills. In Chicago, Dick served in the Army during the Korean War period.
Dick married Joan Cook of Menomonie on Leap Day 1952. They were wed for 70 years. Daughter Torrey Louise was born in 1953, daughter Carol Ann in 1956 and daughter Paul Joan in 1958. Dick often declared that “Every day is ladies’ day for me!”
The Alexander family moved to Chippewa Falls and Barron in Wisconsin while Dick worked for the Federal Land Bank. River Falls became home and eventually Dick was hired by David Smith at the First National Bank. He became a well-respected Vice President and lending officer from 1965—1984.
Dick had many interests and friends. He planned family camping trips out West and more widespread trips with Joan. South Texas beckoned for winter sun and fishing. Deer hunting was a must with a special group for many years. Packers and Badgers were always cheered on. Bridge clubs were social and competitive. Raising and even racing horses was a thrill.
Later years were spent living on the Mississippi River by Alma, WI. Then Dick and Joan moved back to River Falls in 2021. Masonic Lodge and First Congregational Churches in River Falls and Alma got Dick’s special attention.
Richard is preceded in death by wife Joan and daughter Paula Joan. He was the last surviving Vennes cousin on his mother’s side.
He is survived by daughters Torrey (Rod) Ostrem of Onalaska, WI and Carol Plumb of Laguna Vista, TX. The grandsons are Alexander (Amanda) Heuer of Madison, WI and Paul Heuer of Minneapolis, MN. Oliver and Vivienne Heuer of Madison are his great-grandchildren.
Oh, how he will be missed!
A memorial gathering will be held on Thursday, January 18, 2024 at 10:00 a.m. with a service to follow at 11:00 a.m. at the First Congregational Church: 110 N 3rd St, River Falls, WI 54022.
Richard had many old-time expressions which came to be called “Dickisms” to family and friends:
“You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear”
“Life ain’t in holding a good hand, but playing a poor hand well”
“I can stand a lot of suggestions, but darn little criticism”
“You can’t work like a horse and eat like a chicken”
“The road to hell is paved with good intentions”
Special thanks to the Wellhaven employees, St. Croix Hospice and O’Connell’s Family Funeral Homes.
Services are entrusted to the O’Connell Family Funeral Home and Cremation Services of River Falls, www.oconnellfuenralhomes.com, 715-425-5644
The Entire Alexander Family,
The entire Deer Hunting Camp (members present & past) send our sincere sympathy. As you already know and will hear many times again, Dick was a wonderful guy and we got to enjoy deer hunting with him for over more than 60 years. From morning to night, he was the spark-plug in the camp and he was fun, a bit sarcastic at times, enjoyed playing cards and winning, and we sure got to know about his family because there was nothing he was more proud of. The stories are endless, and many get repeated year after year. Our gathering last year at his apartment in River Falls was very enjoyable. We were able to look over old hunting camp pictures, retell some of the old stories and remembered the fellowship of those present and those who had passed away.
Dick was also a ref for many years and did some of the Boyceville High School games while I was in HS. He always loved to tell the story to my dad (Mac McLain) about officiating a game between Boyceville and Plum City in 1962. It was the last game of the season, very cold, snowing heavily, it was a night game, and you could hardly see a thing. I ran around left end for 40 yards and a touchdown and tried to hand Dick the football. He just sort of ran way from me and had an odd look on his face. Will the snow was so thick I had thought I was in the end zone but was actually standing on the 10 yard line trying to hand him the football. A couple seconds later I just got clobbered. Later at deer hunting camp he asked what hell I was doing trying to hand him the football while standing on the 10 yard line – did my dad and I need a remedial course in how to play football (Dick of course had played college football and my dad had played professional football for several years).
I’m sure you are going to hear stories today from all parts of Dick’s life and many you have heard over the years. He simply enjoyed himself and he enjoyed other people no matter what he was doing.
It was an honor and a pleasure to know him and to enjoy his wonderful humor and good fellowship.
Mike & Bill McLain & The entire McLain Family