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Daniel "Dan" Arthur Laurie
December 8th, 1938 - July 29th, 2024
Daniel Arthur Laurie, born December 8th, 1938 in Ishpeming, MI, passed on July 29, 2024 of cancer. Preceded by his father, Carl Laurie, mother, Esther Laurie, and brother Mike Laurie (Margret Laurie- deceased). He is survived by his wife Diana Laurie, daughter Katherine Laurie (Jerry Burton), stepson Jordan Wiegand (Lisa Wiegand), stepdaughter Janna Oslund (Michael Oslund) and sister Christine Fortson (Raymond Fortson - deceased). As well, he had 5 loving grandchildren, Brittini Burton, Branden Burton, Rylee Oslund, Raegan Oslund and Mia Wiegand and four nephews.
Dan loved his 45 years working in construction and was known to generously help in any and all home improvements for friends, family and neighbors. Always up for a great game of cards or a good meal around the dinner table, He really adored his time with his loved ones. Dan enjoyed the outdoors whether building, boating or snowmobiling. He was a tinkerer and collector.
Dan has chosen not to have any after life services but we will all hold such a special person close to our hearts!
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Beverly Gardner
I've been thinking hard about what to share about my Uncle Dan but my chaotic brain couldn't settle on one perfect memory. So tonight I was eating some store bought pound cake with fresh strawberries and canned whipped cream and even though it was no Plant City cake, it was fine, it made me think of him. He was a humble and quiet man that knew what he liked but when he found something a little special, he enjoyed sharing that special treat with friends and family. He mastered making pancakes. When I was a kid, he would make them for us. Standing at the stove, whistling or humming a soft tune while he enjoyed hearing us cousins laughing and carrying on and demolishing every pancake that hit the table. Our family was opposite, we were not blessed with great volume control. I don't think he ever really complained about it, if we were dangerously close to being destructive he'd mildly remind us to watch what we were doing. After his part was done, he'd walk away humming or whistling to tinker in another room or outside. I haven't totally decided if it was because he just liked being busy or it was his polite way of giving his ears a break. As a young adult, he was living in Florida by then, he'd share his fresh homegrown fruit. He'd prepare us grapefruit at night to enjoy together in the morning. We weren't as loud and wild and now we could converse with him. He was a good listener but also had a lot of knowledge to share if we asked. He didn't brag or put his two cents in but he had a lot to teach if we slowed down to hear him. After a few years, I learned to time my visits with strawberry season and the new treat became a drive to Plant City for strawberry shortcake. We'd chat in the car about everything and nothing. I'm going to miss the treats. They weren't elaborate but they were special because he was sharing himself without mushy words and they came with warm memories that fill my heart. The photo I'm sharing is not a beautiful portrait of Uncle Dan but special to me because he's eating biscuits and gravy I got to make for him last year. As I said before, he knew what he liked and, not that he would have complained if they weren't the way he liked them, he looked me right in the eyes and told me how great they were. Just how he liked them. I was proud to have made him a special treat. It was the last time I saw him in person.
I've been thinking hard about what to share about my Uncle Dan but my chaotic brain couldn't settle on one perfect memory. So tonight I was eating some store bought pound cake with fresh strawberries and canned whipped cream and even though it was no Plant City cake, it was fine, it made me think of him. He was a humble and quiet man that knew what he liked but when he found something a little special, he enjoyed sharing that special treat with friends and family. He mastered making pancakes. When I was a kid, he would make them for us. Standing at the stove, whistling or humming a soft tune while he enjoyed hearing us cousins laughing and carrying on and demolishing every pancake that hit the table. Our family was opposite, we were not blessed with great volume control. I don't think he ever really complained about it, if we were dangerously close to being destructive he'd mildly remind us to watch what we were doing. After his part was done, he'd walk away humming or whistling to tinker in another room or outside. I haven't totally decided if it was because he just liked being busy or it was his polite way of giving his ears a break. As a young adult, he was living in Florida by then, he'd share his fresh homegrown fruit. He'd prepare us grapefruit at night to enjoy together in the morning. We weren't as loud and wild and now we could converse with him. He was a good listener but also had a lot of knowledge to share if we asked. He didn't brag or put his two cents in but he had a lot to teach if we slowed down to hear him. After a few years, I learned to time my visits with strawberry season and the new treat became a drive to Plant City for strawberry shortcake. We'd chat in the car about everything and nothing. I'm going to miss the treats. They weren't elaborate but they were special because he was sharing himself without mushy words and they came with warm memories that fill my heart. The photo I'm sharing is not a beautiful portrait of Uncle Dan but special to me because he's eating biscuits and gravy I got to make for him last year. As I said before, he knew what he liked and, not that he would have complained if they weren't the way he liked them, he looked me right in the eyes and told me how great they were. Just how he liked them. I was proud to have made him a special treat. It was the last time I saw him in person.
Jim& Kathie Zielinski
Our hearts are broken with the loss of Dan Laurie. We will cherish the memories of the times we spent with Dan & Diana over the past 11 years. We explored old and new places, ate a lot, played a lot of cards, ate some more & laughed a lot. We will never forget Dan. He was a very special man and will forever hold a place in our hearts.
Our hearts are broken with the loss of Dan Laurie. We will cherish the memories of the times we spent with Dan & Diana over the past 11 years. We explored old and new places, ate a lot, played a lot of cards, ate some more & laughed a lot. We will never forget Dan. He was a very special man and will forever hold a place in our hearts.
Kathy Laurie
When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do. You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears. Be happy we had so many years. I gave you my love, and you can only guess How much you gave to me in happiness. I thank you for the love you’ve shown, But now it’s time I traveled on alone. So grieve a while for me if grieve you must, Then let your grief be comforted by trust. It’s only for a while that we must part So bless the memories within your heart. I won’t be far away, as life goes on. So if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can’t see or touch me, I’ll be near. And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear, All of my love around you soft and clear. And when you must come this way alone, I’ll greet you with a smile and say “Welcome Home.”
When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do. You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears. Be happy we had so many years. I gave you my love, and you can only guess How much you gave to me in happiness. I thank you for the love you’ve shown, But now it’s time I traveled on alone. So grieve a while for me if grieve you must, Then let your grief be comforted by trust. It’s only for a while that we must part So bless the memories within your heart. I won’t be far away, as life goes on. So if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can’t see or touch me, I’ll be near. And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear, All of my love around you soft and clear. And when you must come this way alone, I’ll greet you with a smile and say “Welcome Home.”
Gail Strom Wooten
I have memories of 65 years ago. Dan and Mike (Micky) came to help Dad (Uncle Don Strom) finish the brick work on both sides of the garage doors. I got to help carry bricks. I am sure they hoped I would get tired and leave. I could only carry 2 bricks at a time from the back of the truck to where they were working. I probably wasn’t much help. Later, they teamed up to build the fire box for the gas log fireplace in the basement. Dan help Dad with stone( I think it was slate). For the face of the fireplace. From my perspective, it took forever to build.
I have memories of 65 years ago. Dan and Mike (Micky) came to help Dad (Uncle Don Strom) finish the brick work on both sides of the garage doors. I got to help carry bricks. I am sure they hoped I would get tired and leave. I could only carry 2 bricks at a time from the back of the truck to where they were working. I probably wasn’t much help. Later, they teamed up to build the fire box for the gas log fireplace in the basement. Dan help Dad with stone( I think it was slate). For the face of the fireplace. From my perspective, it took forever to build.
Bryan, Tiffany, Leif, Rose and Bryan III
I will forever remember Dan as a wonderful, kind, gentle, caring, giving, selfless person. I met him almost 10 years ago when we moved in next door. Over the years there were many long discussions, lots of wonderful advice, always a helping hand, and we were always welcomed with a friendly smile. Dan will forever be missed.
I will forever remember Dan as a wonderful, kind, gentle, caring, giving, selfless person. I met him almost 10 years ago when we moved in next door. Over the years there were many long discussions, lots of wonderful advice, always a helping hand, and we were always welcomed with a friendly smile. Dan will forever be missed.
Kaye lundy
I learned a lot from this man. Helped me start and keep a large coin collection. The sweetest kindest brother in law any one could have.😇 will miss you love u. Kaye
I learned a lot from this man. Helped me start and keep a large coin collection. The sweetest kindest brother in law any one could have.😇 will miss you love u. Kaye
Mike Oslund
A legend of a man. Heaven gained a special person. We will all miss him tremendously ❤️❤️
A legend of a man. Heaven gained a special person. We will all miss him tremendously ❤️❤️
Jordan
What can I say about Dan? How about this. Dan was the most loving, giving, caring man I've ever known. He was always there when we needed him. Everyone knows I had some difficulties coming up but Dan never turned his back on me. If I put my car in the ditch, because I was driving like an idiot, he'd come pull me out. When I would accomplish something positive, he was there to support me. Even at my worst, he never faltered. I know he did it mainly because he loved my mother so dearly, but it tought me how to be a man, willing to make sacrifices for those I love. Dan, the life lessons, you gave me, will serve me and my own family for the rest of our lives! I will always strive to stay solid as a rock, like you, and always "show up". You will be sorely missed, my dear friend and "second" father, rest in peace!
What can I say about Dan? How about this. Dan was the most loving, giving, caring man I've ever known. He was always there when we needed him. Everyone knows I had some difficulties coming up but Dan never turned his back on me. If I put my car in the ditch, because I was driving like an idiot, he'd come pull me out. When I would accomplish something positive, he was there to support me. Even at my worst, he never faltered. I know he did it mainly because he loved my mother so dearly, but it tought me how to be a man, willing to make sacrifices for those I love. Dan, the life lessons, you gave me, will serve me and my own family for the rest of our lives! I will always strive to stay solid as a rock, like you, and always "show up". You will be sorely missed, my dear friend and "second" father, rest in peace!
Mary Oslund
Dan was a sweet friend who loved his family, was kind, and always willing to listen to what you had to say. It's hard to lose someone so special and was loved by so many. The wonderful memories we have will keep Dan with us always. You will never be forgotten. RIP Dan.❤️
Dan was a sweet friend who loved his family, was kind, and always willing to listen to what you had to say. It's hard to lose someone so special and was loved by so many. The wonderful memories we have will keep Dan with us always. You will never be forgotten. RIP Dan.❤️
Raegan Oslund
Anyone who got the honor to know my papaw knows how loving, devoting, affectionate, and thoughtful he was. I have never in my life met someone who is more level headed than he was. Everyday, no matter the time, no matter the place, he was there without question. Papaw, you are the reason I am here today. The commitment and love that you showed Mamaw not only saved her, but it saved my Mom and Jordan as well. Mamaw was strong on her own, but she was unstoppable with you. You stayed by their sides through all the messiness they were left in. Because of you, my Mom met my Dad and Jordan met Lisa. Through that, they were able to create the beautiful family that we have today. Although Rylee, Mia, and I are not blood the way that Brittini and Brandon are to you, you would never gave guessed from the outside. The warmth and stability you brought to us all is unspeakable. You made a difference in every life you crossed paths with. Thank you for making me who I am today. You will forever be my best friend, my mentor, and my savior. You were always everyone’s rock, now your our angel. We love you in every life time, until all the stars in the sky burn out. I hope i see you again one day Papaw. I know you’ll have Mickey Mouse Pancakes and freshly squeezed orange juice waiting for us when we see you again in heaven. 🤍
Anyone who got the honor to know my papaw knows how loving, devoting, affectionate, and thoughtful he was. I have never in my life met someone who is more level headed than he was. Everyday, no matter the time, no matter the place, he was there without question. Papaw, you are the reason I am here today. The commitment and love that you showed Mamaw not only saved her, but it saved my Mom and Jordan as well. Mamaw was strong on her own, but she was unstoppable with you. You stayed by their sides through all the messiness they were left in. Because of you, my Mom met my Dad and Jordan met Lisa. Through that, they were able to create the beautiful family that we have today. Although Rylee, Mia, and I are not blood the way that Brittini and Brandon are to you, you would never gave guessed from the outside. The warmth and stability you brought to us all is unspeakable. You made a difference in every life you crossed paths with. Thank you for making me who I am today. You will forever be my best friend, my mentor, and my savior. You were always everyone’s rock, now your our angel. We love you in every life time, until all the stars in the sky burn out. I hope i see you again one day Papaw. I know you’ll have Mickey Mouse Pancakes and freshly squeezed orange juice waiting for us when we see you again in heaven. 🤍
Brittini Burton
I am currently writing to you from my mom’s backyard in a suburb 40 minutes outside of Detroit called Milford, MI. Milford isn’t where I grew up; my mom moved here about three years ago. However, Milford is a very special place for me. My grandparents lived in Milford before they moved to Florida when I was in the 5th grade. I have so many memories here. Very specifically, memories of my grandpa feeding me ice cream. That was our thing; he would spoon-feed me ice cream like a papa bird feeding his babies. My grandma would do my hair and watch me try on different costumes—not necessarily to find one to wear, but really just wanting to wear them all! My grandparents are the people who really gave me the space as a little girl to be my fullest, most unapologetic self. When people ask, “What were you like as a kid?” or “What did your younger self want to be when she grew up?” I know the answer because my grandparents created the space for that part of me to be seen and celebrated. I always loved to entertain I’d have my grandparents sit down, watch me or film me (right when video cameras came out), and have them watch me dance, sing, and perform whatever FOR HOURS!!!! I absolutely LOVED being in the spotlight and LOVED being seen. Now, this may not come as any surprise to y’all, but I’m a double LEO. And yes, my little girl was in the depths of her authentic truth. Most of my childhood memories come from my time staying at my grandparents'. They have over eight photo albums of just pictures of me wearing costumes, wigs, singing, pretending to be a model or an actress. My little girl was her most authentic self with them. As I was boarding a plane a few days ago to come home, I got a text saying my grandpa was in the hospital and transitioning. A few hours later, as I was walking the very town where all my memories of him are encoded on every street, my mom and I got the call he passed. Thankfully, his passing wasn’t a shock; we knew it was coming. Last week, I flew to Florida knowing it was going to be my last time seeing him, and I got to say goodbye. My grandpa taught me my love for ice cream. My grandpa gifted me my love of travel. He and my grandma road-tripped to 48 out of 50 states. They took me on some of their trips, and they road-tripped with me from MI to Yellowstone when I was working there for the summer when I was 19! He gave me the space and permission to be my loudest, most unapologetic, take-up-as-much-space self. He fanned my flames. My grandpa created the same space for me as I do in BPE. Permission, safety, celebration, validation, and unapologetic expression. As I sit here in Milford, MI, the town that planted the seed for little Brittini to know she was safe to be big, that she is celebrated in her bigness, and that there is no ceiling to her expression, I can’t help but think most of what I do today came from the space and permission my grandfather created for me. Grateful to my new angel, Daniel Laurie.
I am currently writing to you from my mom’s backyard in a suburb 40 minutes outside of Detroit called Milford, MI. Milford isn’t where I grew up; my mom moved here about three years ago. However, Milford is a very special place for me. My grandparents lived in Milford before they moved to Florida when I was in the 5th grade. I have so many memories here. Very specifically, memories of my grandpa feeding me ice cream. That was our thing; he would spoon-feed me ice cream like a papa bird feeding his babies. My grandma would do my hair and watch me try on different costumes—not necessarily to find one to wear, but really just wanting to wear them all! My grandparents are the people who really gave me the space as a little girl to be my fullest, most unapologetic self. When people ask, “What were you like as a kid?” or “What did your younger self want to be when she grew up?” I know the answer because my grandparents created the space for that part of me to be seen and celebrated. I always loved to entertain I’d have my grandparents sit down, watch me or film me (right when video cameras came out), and have them watch me dance, sing, and perform whatever FOR HOURS!!!! I absolutely LOVED being in the spotlight and LOVED being seen. Now, this may not come as any surprise to y’all, but I’m a double LEO. And yes, my little girl was in the depths of her authentic truth. Most of my childhood memories come from my time staying at my grandparents'. They have over eight photo albums of just pictures of me wearing costumes, wigs, singing, pretending to be a model or an actress. My little girl was her most authentic self with them. As I was boarding a plane a few days ago to come home, I got a text saying my grandpa was in the hospital and transitioning. A few hours later, as I was walking the very town where all my memories of him are encoded on every street, my mom and I got the call he passed. Thankfully, his passing wasn’t a shock; we knew it was coming. Last week, I flew to Florida knowing it was going to be my last time seeing him, and I got to say goodbye. My grandpa taught me my love for ice cream. My grandpa gifted me my love of travel. He and my grandma road-tripped to 48 out of 50 states. They took me on some of their trips, and they road-tripped with me from MI to Yellowstone when I was working there for the summer when I was 19! He gave me the space and permission to be my loudest, most unapologetic, take-up-as-much-space self. He fanned my flames. My grandpa created the same space for me as I do in BPE. Permission, safety, celebration, validation, and unapologetic expression. As I sit here in Milford, MI, the town that planted the seed for little Brittini to know she was safe to be big, that she is celebrated in her bigness, and that there is no ceiling to her expression, I can’t help but think most of what I do today came from the space and permission my grandfather created for me. Grateful to my new angel, Daniel Laurie.
Chris Burrell
As a kid I recognized how kind and mild Dan was, even when he was dealing with Jordan's shenanigans and was rightfully frustrated, he seemed to me to be mild. I appreciated how settled and comfortable my Aunt and cousins seemed once he was in their lives. As and adult I just liked being around him and Diana, I liked eating meals with them, I liked talking to them and I liked spending time them. So thank you Dan for being part of our lives and we'll miss you.
As a kid I recognized how kind and mild Dan was, even when he was dealing with Jordan's shenanigans and was rightfully frustrated, he seemed to me to be mild. I appreciated how settled and comfortable my Aunt and cousins seemed once he was in their lives. As and adult I just liked being around him and Diana, I liked eating meals with them, I liked talking to them and I liked spending time them. So thank you Dan for being part of our lives and we'll miss you.
Rylee Oslund
My Papaw truly was like an angel on Earth. He did everything he could to make the people around him happy and boy did he succeed in that. He always made sure us grandchildren had a great time and that our time was memorable by doing things like making us all chocolate malts, giving us gumballs from his gumball machine, swimming with us, taking us to the local pizza parlor and ice cream shop, going out to the backyard to pick us oranges from the orange trees to squeeze us fresh orange juice, and I can’t forget his infamous Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes every morning for breakfast alongside some yummy bacon and/or sausage! He recorded my whole childhood on his grey camcorder…the big events and the weekends at Mamaw and Papaw’s. I am so glad I have those memories saved thanks to him! One of my favorite attributes about my Papaw was that he could fix anything! I depended on him for everything because I knew anything I ever needed he could fix, and would always be happy to! He showed kindness to everyone always, no matter the circumstance. He was a very gracious person. He was always there for me and everyone/anyone who needed him. He showed up for every performance, school event, game…whatever it was, he was there to support us. There wasn’t one person who didn’t adore him. He made an impact on every single person he knew in his life. He was and always will be a very loved man. He supported me through everything and loved us all with his whole heart, especially my Mamaw who was his partner and the love of his life. You could tell they truly were soulmates. He stuck by her side through thick and thin. They traveled to almost every single state in America together! They loved seeing new things and going on “adventures”, wether it be just the two of them or with us grandkids. He was my hero and always will be. I love you to the moon and back Papaw! Till we meet again♡
My Papaw truly was like an angel on Earth. He did everything he could to make the people around him happy and boy did he succeed in that. He always made sure us grandchildren had a great time and that our time was memorable by doing things like making us all chocolate malts, giving us gumballs from his gumball machine, swimming with us, taking us to the local pizza parlor and ice cream shop, going out to the backyard to pick us oranges from the orange trees to squeeze us fresh orange juice, and I can’t forget his infamous Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes every morning for breakfast alongside some yummy bacon and/or sausage! He recorded my whole childhood on his grey camcorder…the big events and the weekends at Mamaw and Papaw’s. I am so glad I have those memories saved thanks to him! One of my favorite attributes about my Papaw was that he could fix anything! I depended on him for everything because I knew anything I ever needed he could fix, and would always be happy to! He showed kindness to everyone always, no matter the circumstance. He was a very gracious person. He was always there for me and everyone/anyone who needed him. He showed up for every performance, school event, game…whatever it was, he was there to support us. There wasn’t one person who didn’t adore him. He made an impact on every single person he knew in his life. He was and always will be a very loved man. He supported me through everything and loved us all with his whole heart, especially my Mamaw who was his partner and the love of his life. You could tell they truly were soulmates. He stuck by her side through thick and thin. They traveled to almost every single state in America together! They loved seeing new things and going on “adventures”, wether it be just the two of them or with us grandkids. He was my hero and always will be. I love you to the moon and back Papaw! Till we meet again♡
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