Duane Hennings

duane hennings

Duane Hennings, 62, Hawley, Minnesota, died in his home on Sunday, May 18, 2014, under the care of Hospice of the Red River Valley, with his wife by his side.

Duane Hennings was born to Henry and Marcella (Kollar) Hennings on December 18, 1951 in Bismarck, ND. He grew up and attended schools in Fargo, graduating from Fargo North in 1970. Duane married E’lise Barnett in Fargo in 1970. He worked with his father at Hennings Painting and Decorating until 1984. Duane owned and operated Hennings Painting and Decorating beginning in 1984 and his brother, Dan, worked with him. Duane continued with Hennings Painting and Decorating until illness forced him to retire. Duane and Lucille were married in 1996. They made Their home in Hawley.

He is survived by his wife, Lucy; daughter, Rachelle Rolstad and stepchildren, Josy (Chris) Volk, Melissa (Erick) Kava, Michael Rognlien, Molly Norman, Bailey Norman,  and Jesse Norman; sisters, Deb (Bob) Sahr, Diane (Clint) Lehmann, and brother, Dan Hennings; 6 grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his parents, brother, Steve, and 1 grandson, Taylor John Bittner.

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  1. Fargo North Dakota
    So sorry for your loss. I worked with Duane at Henning’s in the summer of 1968 or 69, when we were both young. Had a lot of fun.

    God bless. You are in our thoughts and prayers.

  2. Fargo N.d.I want to wish my deepest sympathy to Duane’s’ family, especially Dan whom I worked with. Duane was very kind and giving, Terry Duval

  3. Fergus Falls Minnesota
    I remember Duane for so many things. He would do anything for his friends and relatives. I remember one Thanksgiving that my Dad left some of his pills in Fergus and Duane offered to drive from near Vergas over icey roads to go back to retrieve them – a two hour round trip in miserable conditions. Another is his sense of humor and how he could tell such wonderful stories. The dynamite and blowing up rocks at the “Farm” is my favorite. Duane found out as a result as a youngster he could run fast, working with dynamite is more of an art than a science, and sometimes adults can do some questionable things. The “Farm” is where our folks grew up and is just west of Pelican Rapids. For the Kollars, Hennings, Stocks , and Klovstads it is almost sacred ground. It is just so peaceful with rolling hills and a private lake. However, what makes it so special is the incredible memories associated with it. At a recent family reunion Duane walked to the lake and took in the memories. On the east side of the lake there is evidence of good times with remains of old bon-fires and several Ham beer cans from the late 60’s which I think Duane contributed to. When we visited with him a month ago – he was hoping for one more trip to the farm. As a youngster and an adult I always looked up to him and considered him one of the leaders of the Kollar clan. I know when it comes time for his family and friends to join him he will show us the way. I have heard the song- Knocking on Heaven’s Door two times in the last three years on the radio. One was the week before my Dad died and the other the week before Duane died. I don’t think it is a coincidence- but I believe it is a message from God that my Dad and Duane are going to be taken care off. I will miss you my friend.


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