Arthur E. Molzan

March 8, 1931 - November 12, 2021

Molzan Obit Photo

Arthur E. Molzan, 90, of North Aurora, IL passed away on Friday, November 12, 2021 at Mercy Medical Center in Aurora, IL. Arthur was born on March 8, 1931, in Chicago, IL, the son of Ernst and Louise (nee. Wagner) Molzan.  He was united in marriage to Ruth Peggy Marion Johnson on June 18, 1961 in Algonquin, IL.

Arthur Molzan grew up in the south side of Chicago. He loved playing and watching baseball and he was a die hard White Sox fan. He studied mechanical engineering at the University of Illinois and pursued his master's degree at IIT. After college his first job was at International Harvester. Shortly thereafter, he enlisted in the army.

For 50 years he worked for Barber Greene in Aurora, IL which later became Telsmith. Initially, he designed the road building equipment and later sold it overseas.

He attended Geneva Lutheran Church and he celebrated his wife’s Swedish heritage by being a member of VASA.

Arthur is survived by his three children; Pamela (Marc Bichanich) Molzan, Karen (Emmanuel) Valdez, and Janet Nicholson; his four grandchildren, Jia Marie Noelle, Dr. Bornell Jah (Melissa) Nicholson, Joia Nicholson, and Jessica Valdez; his sister, Claireen Herting and his nephew, Dr. Robert (Nora) Herting, Jr. 

He was preceded in death by his parents; his loving wife, Ruth “Peg” Molzan; and his brother-in-laws, Roy A. Johnson and Dr. Robert Herting, Sr.

Visitation will be held from 4:00 P.M. until 8:00 P.M. on Friday, November 19, 2021, at Moss Family Funeral Home, 209 S. Batavia Ave., Batavia, IL 60510. He will lie in state from 1:00 P.M. until 2:00 P.M. on Saturday, November 20, 2021, at Geneva Lutheran Church, 301 S. 3rd St., Geneva, IL 60134. A funeral service will follow at 2:00 P.M. also at the church. Interment will be held at 11:30 A.M. on Monday, November 22, 2021, at Bethania Cemetery, 7701 Archer Ave, Justice, IL 60458.

Memorial contributions in Arthur’s memory may be directed to Geneva Lutheran Church, 301 S. 3rd St., Geneva, IL.

Guest Book

  • Janet Nicholson Dad, thank you for being such a caring father. You gave me encouragement when I needed it. You took us for walks through nature preserves and gave us a love of nature. You took us to many countries and gave us a love for traveling and for other cultures and languages. You enjoyed your grandchildren and made them feel important to you. You always put your family first. We miss you so very much.
  • Karen Valdez How do I describe 90 years of a person’s life and somehow convey the essence of who that person is? My Dad was primarily a family man. His family came before everything else. He always made sure that we knew we were his priorities. He took a job traveling to the other side of the world so he could provide for his family and pay for the cost of college for his three daughters. Even though he was away much of the time he always knew what we were doing in school and the important issues in our lives. Dad would always take the time when he was gone to write lengthy letters to Mom and his daughters to tell us how much he missed us and let us know that he was thinking about us. He would address a section of each letter to each one of us and what was going on in our personal lives. He also timed his business trips so he could be home for important family events and holidays like Thanksgiving and Christmas. One year in the late 70’s he was on an important business trip to China and the Chinese government dragged out the negotiations into late November, he just finally told them that important holidays were coming up and deal or no deal he had to leave to be home with his family. We also needed him to make sure that the stuffing for the Turkey was perfectly flavored. He usually changed the oil on the cars before winter came and then hand kneaded the stuffing afterwards. When he was home, he spent all his time either working or on outings with his family. We would have many awesome day trips to some park or other hiking, wading, and having a picnic. Every winter he would get so excited about the first snow fall and made a point of washing our faces in the snow. He studied Mechanical Engineering at the University of Illinois and earned his master's degree at the Illinois Institute of Technology. After college he got his first job at International Harvester. When he graduated, WW2 was just ending and he wanted to serve his country, but the government deemed work in the Agricultural Industry to be important and excluded those workers from the draft. When the government lifted that ban, my dad immediately enlisted and was sent to France to help the country rebuild. One of his funnier stories from that time is being allowed to drink beer for breakfast, because the water was not safe, and he did not like coffee. A second story he would tell of that time was a trip he took from the military base to the Moulin Rouge by taxi and that the driver did not stop the car once - red lights or not. My dad was a huge sports fan and I remember growing up sitting on his lap watching baseball and football games. He was always “yelling” at the quarterback. He was a huge White Sox fan since he grew up on the South side of Chicago and would always root for the team playing against the Cubs. Later in life we found out that the first baseball game he ever went to was a Cubs game. Even with his passion for sports when any of the grandchildren came over and sat down on the sofa next to him, he would turn the television down or off and talk to them about what they were up to or share memories he had about his life. In his travels for work he met many interesting and influential people – one in particular that stands out is a gentleman named Calvin Chang. Calvin Chang was a business owner he worked with in Taipei, Taiwan. Chang along with 6 other people were influential in getting Madame Chiang Kai-shek out of China when the government collapsed, and Communism took over. As a salesman he was never the pushy type and always tried to do what was best for his company and save the company money – even to the point of taking a city bus in Hong Kong from the airport to his hotel while carrying all his luggage. He also loved animals and nature. He would tease our cats mercilessly and then wonder why after being exacerbated the cat would turn around and scratch him. Gardening, especially growing tomatoes, was a major passion for him. Each year we would plant his favorite tomatoes from the seeds he saved from the prior year's crop. The plants were always planted 18 inches apart (he was an engineer) and then most mornings in the summer he would wake me at 6 am to tell me that there was a rabbit in the garden, and I needed to chase it off to protect the plants. One year when I was in high school while dad was travelling, the garden needed to be planted so it was left to me. I had been reading the organic gardening magazines and learning about companion planting as well as adding vegetables to the garden other than tomatoes. So, I planted the tomatoes 18 inches apart as he required and then planted carrots between them to take advantage of the space. When he got home, he was skeptical, but everything turned out fine and he never questioned my gardening ideas after that. One other story about his love of nature comes from a trip we took to the Smoky Mountains in the late 60’s. We were driving through the mountains and came upon a black bear. Dad got out of the car to take a picture and kept getting closer to the bear until a park ranger had to tell him to back away from the bear. Another memory I have is when we would go to restaurants in Singapore. My favorite food is shrimp, and we would get steamed shrimp. There they served the steamed shrimp with the heads on. So, dad would turn the plate so all of the shrimp would be looking at me and tell me that it was my fault that they were being served on the plate. Dad also had an incredible memory, and I fortunately inherited it from him. He could tell you the time of day, the weather and exact details of many of our family events. We are all so blessed to have such a caring man for a father and grandfather. Going back to the first statement I made about Dad. He always made sure he was home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Thanksgiving is next week – he once again he made sure he was home with mom and the heavenly angels celebrating Thanksgiving and Christmas in his permanent heavenly home.