I do not know you. But your son and grandkids must be a reflection.

It was a pleasure knowing Ken and Ann, our condolences to the family.

Our condolences to the family. Both Kenny and Annie were good people and will be missed.

Condolence to the Schroeder Family , So sorry to hear of your lost. always enjoyed being with your dad , Many good times with him and your mon .

We were sad to learn of Ken’s death. Lots of good memories of Ann and Ken at St. Joseph parish and in the farming community. There is gladness knowing the two are together again. Our sympathies to all the Schroeder family. Jean & Bill

We've lost a great man. We've lost one of the strongest men I've been privileged to know and call family. When I was a kid, Uncle Ken intimidated me. Not because of any aggressive actions—it wasn't in him to purposely intimidate a kid--but simply because he always seemed to me to be a giant. He was big, tall, and strong. It's his strength which defines him to me. Over the years, my understanding of Ken's strength developed and matured. As a teenager I worked for him over a couple of summers putting in straw. Dirty, hot, and pretty unpleasant work. But I value that work among my most wonderful life experiences. I was still intimidated by the man's strength, and his silent strength motivated me to do the best job I could do for him. He inspired so many people that way. And not by trying. Rather, just by being. Just by being who he was. Few things could make me feel as proud of myself and as content with my work as one of Aunt Ann's hot meals after a day of work and Ken's quiet smile of approval of the work I'd done. They were an amazing pair, my aunt Ann and uncle Ken. They played off each other and complimented one another in a quiet, unassuming way that you could simply sense was deep and genuine. As I matured, I stopped being intimidated by Ken's physical strength and began to develop an awe for his true strength. The strength of his mind and his heart. I watched him put together the most amazing farming operation I knew of. I watched him survive as a small farmer, power through troubled times with uncooperative land and weather. Then I watched him thrive as a growing farming businessman in a time when family farms were being decimated all across the state and country. He worked hard and he worked smart. And he worked strong. And he beat the odds. In later years, as his health problems beset him, I began to learn about his true strength. He fought for a quarter century when no one would have blamed him for giving up. And he never complained around me or ever seemed to feel sorry for himself. He was teaching me what strength really is. A year ago, when he lost the love of his life, his true strength was fully revealed, and I am still in awe. He had little of the physical strength that used to define him in my mind. As he received mourners in his small church, he was visibly heartbroken as well as visibly physically broken. But as I leaned over to share my sorrow with him, he showed me the greatest sign of his true strength. He whispered four simple words in my ear. In that small, quiet whisper, he showed me his pain. He showed me his fear. He showed me his grief. But most of all, he showed me his strength. What strength it took to show those emotions. His ability to reveal himself as vulnerable in that moment was a greater show of strength than any physical or mental display of strength he'd ever shown before. I am heartbroken today. I am not good at expressing these feelings directly, and I can only hope that Uncle Ken knew how much he means to me. I hope that you, the family, understand how great your father was. Understand how strong he was. After all these years...I am still intimidated by Uncle Ken's gentle strength.

Prayers for your family. We treasured your Dad & Moms friendship and wisdom. Hold tight to the memories

Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this very difficult time. The Schroeder family has a special place in my heart. Ken and Ann were wonderful caring supportive parents. Ken will be greatly missed by all who knew and loved him.

Our heartfelt sympathy as we say goodbye to Uncle Ken. We feel fortunate for the many memories we have of this special man including Sundays at Grandma’s when we were younger (that often involved a Packer game or a fierce game of Monopoly with Rose), conversations with Jack re: farming, debates re: teachers’ unions, combine rides for my young kids, and lots of good-natured teasing. Uncle Ken was warm, friendly and always able to bring out a smile. We take comfort in knowing that he has been reunited with Aunt Annie and hope that you all are blessed with the Peace of the Newborn King as you move forward through this difficult time.

RIP dear Kenny. You were a very special guy, a great cousin. You will be missed. Love to the family

Thank you, Kenny, for all of the fun, and very happy memories with Annie and you. Rest in Peace and enjoy the happiness that God has promised us all. Lenny and Sue

Our deepest sympathy to the whole Schroeder family. We have thought of Ken & Ann each time we drive on C on our way to Rio. Your parents were wonderful people! May you feel joy knowing they're together again to celebrate Christmas!

We send our condolences to the Schroeder family . I will always appreciate the wonderful family I had the honor of working with at Leeds. I figured I got my teaching job at Leeds because the local school board members wanted local people working in the school. Thank you Ken Schroeder for your dedication to the education of the students in DeForest. Kids, you were the best. We had great times at Leeds and I will always cherish the support of the Schroeder family. With tears I say good by to Kenny.

Sorry to hear about your Dad. Our deep condolences to the Family! He was a great man to work for and Wonderful person to get to know!

Please accept our deepest condolences for your family's loss.