Alvin worked for Peet’s Feed in Beemer and Fremont for over fifty years prior to retiring. In his retirement he worked for Prinz Grain and Feed in Beemer. Alvin was a member of Holy Cross Catholic Church and was a 3rd Degree Member of the Knights of Columbus Council #2272 of West Point. Alvin was a member of the Beemer Volunteer Fire and Rescue Department for over 40 years. He also served on the Beemer Zoning Planning Commission. Alvin was an avid golfer, where he carded a hole-in-one at Indian Trails Golf Course in Beemer, loved his weekly bowling outings with the guys, and enjoyed cruises and vacationing with his family.

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Alvin Herman Dinslage

Born: March 17, 1937 West Point, Nebraska

Died: February 3, 2021 West Point, Nebraska

Alvin was born to Salomea (Meiergerd) and Anton Dinslage.  He grew up with his older sister RoseMarie and younger brother Larry on a farm outside of Aloys, Nebraska.  Along with his immediate family the home was shared with Anton’s parents Catherine (Hunterman) and Joseph Dinslage.  

Alvin attended grade school at Aloys Catholic School until the 8th grade which is where he earned the nickname “Tiny.”  He told many stories about riding a horse two miles from the farm to the school.  After the 8th grade Alvin spent time working on the family farm.  

At the age of 18 he enlisted in the U.S. Army and was stationed overseas in Germany from 1955-1957.  Alvin was a part of the artillery squad.  He enjoyed his time in the army and spent his time off seeing the sights of Europe.  He traveled to Paris, Venice, and Rome.  

After the army, he returned to the family farm and began driving truck for Peet’s Feed.  
Alvin enjoyed going to dances, playing softball, and joking around with his friends on the weekends.  

He began dating Diana Zahourek in 1961. They married on August 4, 1962.  The couple lived in Scribner, Nebraska with Diana working at Nebraska Public Power District and Alvin at Peet’s Feed. They built the house Alvin would live in for his entire life at 515 Third Street in Beemer, Nebraska.  He asked the Beemer bank for a loan and was given $6,000.  (Per the story told by Alvin, “No papers were signed and they told me to pay them whatever I could when I could.”) 

Alvin and Diana welcomed their first daughter, Debra Marie on July 6, 1963.  Denise Mae joined the family on February 3,1967.  The family was completed by Deanne Marie on July 1, 1970.

Alvin continued to work for Peet's Feed making feed in the plant. He enjoyed talking with people at work and truly loved to tease.  

Alvin was a wonderful father, going to all of the sporting events of his daughters and helping them with math whenever they had questions.  He took his daughters fishing, roller skating, swimming, and played basketball on the driveway. He bowled every Wednesday evening in the winter with his friends.  And spent a lot of time on the golf course. He played in a golf league every Tuesday in the summers.

Alvin enjoyed traveling.  He and Diana went to Las Vegas with a group of friends.  The family of five would go on vacations every summer, driving throughout the country.  Disneyland, DisneyWorld, Grand Canyon, Washington DC were a few of the places they traveled.  Alvin and Diana went on several cruises with their friends and family. They traveled to Hawaii,  the Panama Canal, the Caribbean, and Alaska twice.  They treated their girls and their families to an Alaskan cruise to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary.  

Alvin was always the “life of the party.”  He loved to be silly and ornery and would make bird or monkey noises to be funny.  

Alvin was diagnosed with pulmonary fibrosis in 2012.  The years of breathing in the feed dust at Peet’s Feed took its toll.  Alvin was a nonsmoker.  Staying in shape helped him live for nine years after his diagnosis.  He walked daily, golfed several rounds, and did his exercises up until the age of 82.  By that time the disease made it difficult for him to breathe and he was placed on oxygen. The Covid pandemic hit and Alvin spent most of his time in his home to stay safe.  He was excited when he was able to get the Covid-19 shot. He thought he would be able to visit with more people once he was fully vaccinated. On Tuesday, February 3rd the rescue squad was called and he was transported to the hospital.  He went into cardiopulmonary arrest on the way to West Point due to pulmonary fibrois. He passed on to be with God on February 3, 2021 at the age of 83 years 11 months.

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Shared by Denise Johnston on March 10, 2021
This eulogy was shared at the wake.  Written and read by grandson Will Johnston.

30,640 is the number of days my grandfather was alive on this Earth. 7,625 is the number of days I was fortunate enough to be on this Earth with him.

While it is obvious that I would not be standing here right now without him, I can also say that many of my favorite memories would not exist without him.

I remember spending 10 hours a day sitting in the car while going on various vacations when I was younger. 

I remember playing cards with him in his van as he told us stories of his past. 

I remember traveling the country with him. My first time seeing many famous landmarks -- the Grand Canyon, the Space Needle, the Golden Gate Bridge, even Alaskan glaciers -- were all with him by my side. 

I remember the patience he displayed when I was convinced I had lost one of my gift shop polished rocks in the van one day. He exhibited true calmness as I desperately searched until I realized that it was lying at my feet the entire time.

I remember the sense of humor he had -- always trying to make us laugh with his high-pitched bird noises, and I remember his ability to start a conversation with just about any stranger.

I remember him cutting the prime rib and calling out endless rounds of Bingo every Christmas. I remember him introducing the game of ping pong to me (and my parents can tell you that my life certainly wouldn’t be the same if he hadn’t).

I remember him letting me drive his golf cart and hearing about his hole-in-one on on the 4th hole. I know he wasn’t able to play golf much in his final days, but I think we can agree he’s in a place now where he can play as many rounds as he wants. And who knows - he might even be playing with Arnold Palmer.

I can only hope my life is filled with 30,640 days of the same laughter, kindness, and generosity that he shared with all of us.


Shared by Denise Johnston on March 10, 2021
This eulogy was read at Alvin’s wake.  Written and read by Alvin’s daughter, Denise Dinslage Johnston

Dad--we always knew this day would come but one is truly never really ready for it.  We hope you have had a good life.  We know you have made our life so much richer for being our dad.  We remember so many wonderful childhood memories.  Playing football on the front yard, wrestling and holding us in one hand saying “stiffy, stiffy”  as you raised us higher and higher.  Math tutoring sessions, post basketball game coaching, playing pig and horse on the driveway hoop, bean walking with the crew.  Riding your bike to work every day.  Getting out of your way as you ran through the house to get your shoes when the fire siren went off so you could run to the fire station to help out who ever needed help.  And of course always kissing mom when you came home from work each day.

You gave us a sense of adventure when you took us on vacations every summer. Driving us to California, Florida, and the Grand Canyon to name a few places. Washington DC was rather interesting when you got lost in a not so great part of town.  Mom yelled for us to “get down girls” so we laid on the floor of the back seat while people were yelling at us….   Bringing along sandwiches to eat in the car and the bed you made in the back seat so the girls could sleep were great memories.  You driving on the hair pin turns in the mountains looking around telling us to look at the beautiful scenery while we yelled at you to watch the road as we once again laid on the floor of the back seat praying to not go over the side of the mountain.  And to think you had to put up with all the arguing of three girls crammed in a car for days. It is no wonder you lost your hair. 

 I think your love of travel came from your time in the army, stationed overseas in Germany.  You were very proud to tell anyone who would listen of the stories of the travels you did while in Europe.  The pictures you have are a great treasure.  That was a world away from the farm you grew up on.  

Today I think we all enjoy our road trips thanks to you. (Although  driving in the mountains is still a little traumatizing for some of us)

You always had a spring in your step and a smile on your face and loved to laugh and ask questions.  You loved learning and truly cared about the lives of others.   Golf of course was your true love.    

I want to look back on your life and thank you for all the outstanding memories you have enriched our lives with.  You definitely gave us a strong work ethic. We always knew you would be there for us no matter what. I remember you standing with me at the back of this church more nervous than I was as you walked me down the aisle on my wedding day. 

Thanks for showing your grandchildren your zest for life.   Thanks for teaching my son how to gamble with your friends on the golf course at a young age and for making sure everyone knew you were around when you made your crazy bird sounds. Now you won’t have to make sure you make it to Saturday night church so you can have an early morning tee time on Sunday. You are with God.

Losing you is not easy but all the wonderful memories you have given us will be in our hearts a lifetime.  I hope heaven has the most sensational golf course you have ever seen.  May you golf par or better on every hole. We love you dad and may God hold you in the Palm of His hands.