Louis E. DeGrant, 82 of Elcho passed away Wednesday April 15, 2009 at St. Mary Hospital ICU in Rhinelander, surrounded by his family.
Lou was born in Detroit, MI and raised in the St. Vincent DePaul Orphanage in Detroit, MI. Louis was a Merchant Marine for several years. Afterwards he moved to Milwaukee where he met and married Carol Puhle, his wife of 57 years.
Lou was the Foundry Manager of Westran Corporation. He then built, owned and ran Tech-Cast Foundry in Montague Michigan. After selling the foundry, Lou and Carol opened Metals, Castings and Machining Company in Romeo, Michigan. They continued this Import/Export business until their retirement in 1983 when they moved to Elcho. During 'retirement' they enjoyed owning DeGrant's Lake Metonga Supper Club in Crandon for several years.
Lou was an outstanding businessman. He was also an accomplished pilot holding multi- engine and instrument ratings.
Lou is survived by his wife Carol, children; Luanne Wolfe, Hale, MI; Kent (Donna Boomer) DeGrant, Elcho, WI; Kelly (Peter) DeGrant-Vissers, DePere, WI; 8 grandchildren and 3 great grandchildren, and his Godson, Brent (Nancy) Puhle, Waukesha, WI.
The family would like to thank the fantastic crew at Friendly Village Rehab in Rhinelander, and the exceptional staff, especially Debi at St. Mary Hospital ICU for their loving care of Lou.
At Lou's request there will be no service.
Bradley Funeral Home, Antigo is assisting the family.
On line condolence may be made to www.bradleyfh.com.


Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth.
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings, Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds- and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of -wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind swept heights with easy grace, Where never lark, or even eagle, flew; And, while with silent, lifting mind i've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand , and touched the face of God.

John Gillespie Magee Jr.

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