Addison Sonny Foutch age, 88 of Logan, Iowa passed away on Wednesday, September 17, 2014 at Longview Care Center in Missouri Valley, Iowa. Addison was born January 19, 1926 to Omer M. and Flossie E. (Copple) Foutch in Logan, Iowa. Addison farmed for many years in the Logan area. He married Donna Koenig January 20, 1945 in Logan, Iowa. Donna passed away December 23, 2003. Addison enjoyed going out for dinner, playing cards and visiting friends at the local coffee shop. Addison was preceded in death by his parents; wife Donna, sister Martha Myer. Survivors include his son: Marvin Foutch and wife Carol of Missouri Valley, Iowa; grandchildren: Shelley Avrams and husband Jim of Logan, Iowa; Brenda Huegli of Missouri Valley, Iowa; Todd Foutch and wife Diane of Cheyenne Wells, Colorado, eight great grandchildren Britley, Jake, Brianne, Jordan, Andrea, Danielle, Addison, Makenna and one great great grandson Royce Visitation will be held Sunday from 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. at Logan Memorial Chapel Home in Logan, Iowa. Family would like to invite everyone to a time of lunch and fellowship to the United Methodist Church in Logan, Iowa after the committal service. Memorials may be directed to the Logan Methodist Church or Logan Fire and Rescue Department. In Loving Memory Of Addison Sonny Foutch Born January 19, 1926 Logan, Iowa Entered Into Rest September 17, 2014 Missouri Valley, Iowa Funeral Service 10:30 a.m. Monday, September 22, 2014 Logan Memorial Chapel Logan, Iowa Officiating Pastor Connie McWilliams Organist Barb Sherer Vocalist Rick Powell Music Selections The Old Rugged Cross Amazing Grace Casket Bearers Shelley Avrams Jim Avrams Jake Kierscht John Faulkner Todd Foutch Brenda Huegli Final Resting Place Bethel Cemetery ~ Logan, Iowa CLOSE THE GATE For this one farmer the worries are over, lie down and rest your head, Your time has been and struggles enough, put the tractor in the shed. Years were not easy, many downright hard, but your faith in God transcended, Put away your tools and sleep in peace. The fences have all been mended. You raised a fine family, worked the land well and always followed the Son, Hang up your shovel inside of the barn; your work here on earth is done. A faith few possess led your journey through life, often a jagged and stony way, The sun is setting, the cattle are all bedded, and here now is the end of your day. Your love of Gods soil has passed on to your kin; the stories flow like fine wine, Wash off your work boots in the puddle left by blessed rain one final time. You always believed that the good Lord would provide and He always had somehow, Take off your gloves and put them down, no more sweat and worry for you now. Your labor is done, your home now is heaven; no more must you wait, Your legacy lives on, your love of the land, and we will close the gate.