Birth date: Aug 14, 1931 Death date: May 25, 2016
A Journey Remembered
As Some People journey through life, they leave foot prints -
wherever they go - footprints of kindness and love,
courage and compassion, humor and inspiration, joy and faith.
Even when they are gone, we can still look back and clearly see
the trail they left behind , a trail bright with hope that invites us to follow.
Dad I miss you more than ever and I so appreciate all you did for us.... LOL Nita
Wes,this is from your favorite step son Jimbo- I'm so happy your with your CJ now and also Lizzy is there to take care of you both,I'm glad that your pain here is gone and I know for sure my sister is safe with her parents by her side.I will see you all again in God's time,luv you all!JB
Wes was my special, hermit Grampa. He was the original and true curmudgeon. And I will always love him for that! No matter what type of troubles I had, or how crazy my style became, I knew that Grampa Wes had my back. He didn't judge me. He just loved me.
I will miss his big, bear hugs that grew stronger whenever I saw him.
I hope that wherever you are, Wes, there is a jukebox with plenty of Hank, Merle, & Willie! XO
Wes was married to my Mother, Cora Jane, and was a part of our family for over 50 years.
I remember mostly their gardening on all the properties they owned. They were the original "Organic" gardeners and taught us many good things about the earth and recycling.
Over the last 21 years since my Mother passed, Larry & I and my sister Lizzie have cared for Wes. And in the last year and a half have been by his side with his valiant battle with cancer.
We will miss our visits helping with chores on the farm.
Rest in peace and say hi to Mom!
One of my favorite memories of Grandpa was a book he got me in grade school. Grandpa gave me a few good books, but this one was special. It was a Robin Hood book. It was a leather bound, olde English translation with old pencil drawings.
I remember it better than any other book I had as a child. I even dressed up as Robin Hood that year for Halloween, and my costume was based on the cover. I remember it because it showed the kind of class and dignity I always thought of when I thought of Grandpa. It was above my reading level at the time, and it reminded me that Grandpa always believed in me to do better.
My Dad was a talented craftsman, a world class barbeque cook and a well loved individual. He loved to have earth or sawdust on his hands! The fruits of his work here on this planet, will live on for us to have many beautiful memories.
