Deputy Sheriff Otto W. Runde

Your legacy still lives on.

You were not only a deputy sheriff, but a talented artist-painter, husband, father, and grandfather at the time of your death.

My dad spoke of you fondly and admired you. I cherish your two oil paintings that hang in my living room.

You are now a great grandfather, great-great grandfather, and great-great-great grandfather. You are honored in their lives of service also. Some of your decedents worked for fire, police, rescue, security, Pinkerton Agency, military, and the forestry service along with other volunteer service work.

Your wife’s poem still echos how you touched so many lives:

Going Back

If I could go back through the years
And find all that my heart holds dear,

If I could lift this veil of tears, and
Know that you are here,

If I could feel your kiss and hold
You in my arms again

Each moment, a priceless pearl to me
I would give all there's yet to be,
For one embrace

But could I let you return to space?
Perhaps, If I close my eyes, but go quickly,
Lest my cries, disturb your flight.

A birds sweet song, high in a tree
And I knew it was meant for me.

--Lillian Ann Runde
(Poem by Otto W. Runde's wife )

ELD
Great Granddaughter

August 12, 2022