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The Enterprise, White Salmon, WA., February 25, 1943, page 10
"Glenwood News"

GLENWOOD, Feb. 24. -- Special) The funeral of Oscar Kuhnhausen was held Friday, February 19, 1943, at the Glenwood church with Rev. Fike conducting the service. Mr. Kuhnhausen was born in Germany and came to this country at the age of 18. He was 78 years old at the his death. He was one of our successful farmers and will be remembered by his kindness and generosity in this valley, always ready with a helping hand in time of need and the many beautiful floral offerings expressed in a small way the esteem held by his friends and neighbors. The Cattle association represented the pallbearers and honor members. Oscar gardner had charge of the burial. Fred Feller very ably managed and made arrangements.

The Goldendale Sentinel, Goldendale, WA., February 25, 1943, page 2

OSCAR KUHNHAUSEN

Oscar Kuhnhausen was born in Germany, Nov. 22, 1864. He passed away at his home in Glenwood, Wash., Feb. 15, 1943 at the age of 78 years, 2 months and 25 days.
He leaves to mourn his loss, his wife Antonia Kuhnhausen; one son Osmar Kuhnhausen and his wife; two daughters, Sophia Wellenbrock and Wallie Pierce and their husbands, all of Glenwood; another son-in-law, Harry Richedelfer of Wasco, Oregon. Also one sister, Clara Borde of Smith River, Oregon; and four brothers, Paul of Glenwood and August, Alvier and William all of Portland, Ore.; nine grandchildren and three great great grandchildren, besides a host of other relatives and friends.
He was a kind and thoughtful husband and friend, and his was a life well lived. His kindly influence will long be remembered and now his departure is a real loss to the community.
Interment was in the Mt. Adams cemetery with Gardner's Service in charge. Reverend Fike of Vancouver delivered the funeral services.
Pallbearers were members of the Mt. Adams Cattle Association. Honorary pallbearers were: George Gilmer, Peter Conboy, Brooks Livingston, Ed Murray, Robert Wellenbrock and Max Ladiges.

The clock of Life is wound but once,
And no man hath the power,
To say where it shall stop,
At late or early hour.

This is the time we own,
Live, love, work with a will,
Do not wait until tomorrow,
For the clock may then be still.