DANIEL LLOYD MILLER, 73, of Barefoot Road, Alum Bank, PA, went to be with his Lord and Savior on Sunday, January 5, 2020*, at Memorial Medical Center, Johnstown. Mr. Miller was born in Somerset County on May 5, 1946, son of the late Richard O. and Hilda (Krause) Miller. On September 29, 1984, Daniel married Carolyn A. (Miller) Miller at Faith Brethren Bible Church. In addition to his wife, he is survived by daughter, Wendy (Miller) wife of Mark Cable, Johnstown; son, Tate, husband of Renee (Harshberger) Miller, Altoona; granddaughters, Alyssa (Cable), wife of Jared Green; Abigail (Cable), wife of Paul Sims; and Andrea Cable; great-granddaughter Emma Beth Green; sister, Susan (Miller), wife of Larry Pearce. Daniel was preceded in death by infant sister.
He was a 1964 graduate of the former JBJ High School in Somerset County. Dan was a US Army Veteran and served from 1966-1968. He was a Vietnam Veteran and when he served he was stationed in Tuy Hoa, South Vietnam. He also served in the Army Reserve and National Guard. Military Rights will be accorded at the funeral service by the Fort Bedford Honor Guard. He retired from Kennametal, Inc. after 15 years as a Brazier.
Mr. Miller was a member of Faith Brethren Bible Church, New Paris, and the Bedford American Legion Post 113. Friends will be received on Wednesday, January 8, 2020 from 4-8 p.m. at Jack H. Geisel Funeral Home, Pleasantville. A Funeral Service will be held on Thursday, January 9, 2020 at 11 a.m. at the funeral home with Pastor James Espenshade officiating. Interment will be held at Fishertown Cemetery. Online condolences may be made at www.geiselfuneral.com.
Wife Carolyn remembers
St. Paul says, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” (2 Timothy 4:7)
You have fought the good fight, Dan Miller. You are very loved and will be missed. So thankful for His promise that I will get to see you again someday.
Sentiments from granddaughter Abigail Cable Sims
Oh Papster, how I love you.
I love you so very much.
My pappy met the King of Kings early this morning, and I’m living between this weird dichotomy of jealousy and grief.
He was my pappy, through and through. He loved us WELL. He was tough and resilient, yet gentle and kind. He loved Jesus. He loved Him a lot. And he loved my Gramsie something FIERCE. He was loyal to her and trusted her more than anyone else. Their love was deep, raw, tested, and real.
I’ve shared moments with my pap that I’ll never forget, and I’m thankful that I’ve been able to spend these past two weeks with him.
Yesterday, he told me to bring him back some seashells from our new home.
And I’ll bring them.
But I have a feeling that he doesn’t really care about those seashells anymore.
Who would, once you’re Home?❤
Until we meet again and I can mess up your hair, Pappy. I love you.
A memory from niece Annie Pearce
I will never forget his enthusiasm one day in 1999, or so, to help out when I was teaching one of my first graduate sustainable construction classes at Georgia Tech. One of the learning objectives was to be able to apply the scientific method to test hypotheses, so I came up with this wacky idea for “Project Showerwatch.” It involved each student monitoring his/her shower water consumption and “shower satisfaction” for three weeks, with first and third weeks using their current showerhead, and the middle week switching to a low flow model.
Turns out, most students already had pretty low flow rates for their showerheads, so I found myself in the awkward position of trying to figure out what to do with a class full of graduate students so they could experience some contrast. We did the best we could with what we had, including learning new ways to defeat the water conserving part of the showerhead. Uhhh…yeah…I ended up teaching them how to consume MORE water. We were ultimately trying to test whether low flow showerheads actually save water, or whether you have to stay in longer to get properly rinsed off.
In talking about this on a visit with my uncle Dan over the holiday, we realized that what I really needed was a supply of pre-Energy Policy Act showerheads, no longer available after 1992. This way, future students could switch to HIGH flow in the middle week and contrast that with their usual showerheads.
Well, where better to go on a quest for black market showerheads than lovely Bedford County, Pennsylvania? That had to be one of my favorite days with my uncle, driving around to every country mercantile store we could find, asking about showerheads they might still have on the shelf from way back when. I think he had a pretty good time too.
Much to my disappointment, we didn’t find any bootleg showerheads for my class, but I did end up with one of my all-time favorite sweatshirts (above). Thanks, Uncle Dan, for your glee that day as we went on our quest, and for all the things you taught me over the years. I’ll miss you. I’m glad you are finally at peace.
Wishes from friends Glenn & Amy
May you receive grace and comfort from our Savior at this time …. we are praying for you and are so sorry for your loss, Carolyn and family.
Note from brother-in-law Larry’s sister Ellen
Sorrow is not forever. Love is. I have many fond memories of Dan at the various family gatherings in PA. He was a special guy and will be missed. Hugs of sympathy to all.
* Dan’s death occurred exactly five years to the day after his father Richard’s.
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