It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of a truly one-of-a-kind man—a kind-hearted, big-hearted, funny, mischievous soul who could make you laugh when you least expected it and leave a lasting impression wherever he went.

He was a man who loved deeply and lived life with his whole heart. To his wife and soulmate, Peggy “Chill” Moll, he was not only her husband, but her best friend and partner in life. The two were married on July 8, 2006, and from that day forward, they were nearly inseparable. Their love was the kind that could be seen in the little things—the adventures they shared, the laughter, the everyday moments, and simply being together.

He had a personality that was impossible to forget. He was a natural prankster, always ready to pull a joke, stir up a little mischief, or make someone laugh. He had a gift for making work and life more fun, and those who knew him will remember his humor and the twinkle in his eye whenever he was up to something.

He was also a talented and passionate artist. As a tattoo artist, he created meaningful artwork that people carried with them for a lifetime. One of his most memorable tattoos was the first tattoo he gave his cousin Betty Lou first tattoo at age 86—a story that perfectly captures both his artistic spirit and his sense of adventure.

His creativity went far beyond tattoos. He loved painting cars, signs, and murals, always finding another way to turn an ordinary surface into something special.

Motorcycles were another lifelong passion. He was an avid Harley-Davidson and Norton rider and rode motorcycles throughout his life. He was a former member of the Patriot Guard, and motorcycles were much more than a hobby to him—they were part of who he was.

One of the most touching tributes to his love of motorcycles came when a tribute motorcycle ride passed by his home, arranged by his niece, Jen Shaffer. Seeing the motorcycles come together in his honor was a deeply meaningful tribute to a man who had spent so much of his life riding.

He also had a love for classic cars. One of his final classic-car rides was in a 1968 Chevrolet, owned by his nephew, Matt Chill—another special memory that his family will treasure.He was a longtime member of St. Michael’s Church, a place that had been part of his life since childhood. In his younger years, he was a choir boy at the church, and his connection to St. Michael’s remained a meaningful part of his life.

For more than 30 years, he worked at CSP, formerly known as Bud Thyssenkrug, as a painter and assembler. He was known not only for his hard work and talent, but for his ability to make work fun. He brought laughter, personality, and a sense of camaraderie wherever he worked.

But perhaps his greatest joy was being a grandfather.

He absolutely loved playing with his grandchildren, and they knew him for one very special thing—the infamous “Claw.” Whether it was a playful attack, a silly game, or simply making them laugh, the Claw became one of those family memories that will live on long after him.He leaves behind his children, Josh Moll; Jake (Kelsey) Moll; Haley (Cody) Amor; and Jevon (Chelsea) Moll, and his stepchildren, Tiffany (James) Mullens and James Rockwell Jr.

He was a proud grandfather to Cyler and Ava Amor; Ollie and Dylan Moll; JayCee and Jordan Moll; Jameson, Jayda and Jagger Mullens; and James III, Destiny and Amelia Rockwell.He grew up in Gibsonburg alongside his siblings, Wendy (Schuman) Moll, Mark (Sara) Moll, and Molly (Dix) Moll, who shared the memories, adventures, laughter, and stories that come from growing up together.

He leaves behind a family who loved him, friends who will miss his laughter, coworkers who remember his ability to make even an ordinary day more fun, and countless people whose lives he touched through his art, humor, generosity, and larger-than-life personality.

He was a husband, father, stepfather, grandfather, brother, uncle, cousin, artist, biker, prankster, storyteller, and friend.

But most of all, he was himself—unapologetically, wonderfully, and completely.

His wife, Peggy, will forever carry the love they shared. His children and grandchildren will carry his stories, his laughter, his lessons, and, of course, the memory of the Claw. His family will carry forward the creativity and kindness he gave so freely.

He may no longer be riding beside us, pulling a prank, picking up a paintbrush, working on a car, or making everyone laugh—but his spirit will continue to ride with the people who loved him.

Ride on, my love. Until we meet again.

A Memorial Mass will be held at St. Michael Catholic Church, 317 E. Madison Street, Gibsonburg, OH, 43431, at 11:00AM on Thursday, October 22, 2026. Monsignor Tad Oxley will officiate.

To express online condolences, please visit: www.hermanfh.com.