John Jackson and Jane Rosborough Jackson were married on December 22, 1973 |
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett got married June 30, 1951. Here is a wonderful description of their personal and professional lives. |
Read about the Bartlett Performing Arts Center here. |
William Daniels saved his wife Bonnie Bartlett from a burglar - by switching on the lights. |
'66 Turns 75 Moline High School
Once upon a time
We learned to read write pray sing
Dance kiss win lose drive
Sandbag serve mourn vote
Work earn date marry buy homes
Love and raise our kids
We grew old and wise
But unprepared for the cost
Of loved ones we lost
It’s time to confess
Bucket lists matter less than
Love beyond tears life
Past fears memories
Melodies of Moline years
Growing together.
Copyright, 2023, Lawrence Eyre
KJV Proverbs 17:22
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.
My mother, Gladys Parker Jackson Meyer, had the opportunities to practice this verse in all kinds of situations - from whiny, bawling children (sometimes her own) to public school children, and even adults.
Gladys Parker, co-ed, age 18, when she left the farm for Normal, the teacher's academy. |
She had an irresistible smile that flipped a mopey look into a grin. No project was too hard for her to tackle and complete. I believe she took 10 years after Normal, to complete her degree at Augustana College. She then worked on a master's degree and earned that, when online was night school only. She graded papers all the time, yet she took time to teach Sunday School.
When I was up on Garfield Elementary School stage and my mother was in the audience, she would hold a grin until I had to smile back - it was a magnetic force. She embedded that attitude in everyone and that medicine worked very well.
This verse accomplishes what it suggests for us, very simple and yet often overlooked. There are good herbal medicines, even fragrances that create instant peace and happiness (roses, clovers, Clethra, mint).
Pets not only bring happiness into our lives, they even sense our moods and come over to give us comfort, certainly one of the best attributes endowed by our Creator.
One way to enjoy a merry heart is to practice by giving of ourselves and helping out. The Germans have a great saying that goes with this - "A shared joy is a joy doubled."
I was on the ground floor at DQ. |
My first birthday - one candle, one cake, one future baker. |
He was born in 1910 and lived to be 85, finally paying for easy access to fresh dessert items, which included cookies, fudge, and the best peanut brittle in the world. He made bread donuts and cake donuts, experimenting with other items, like tiny pies that were easily made and quickly sampled on the way down to the basement. Danish rolls were exquisite.
At age 4 I symbolized the theme of flour power. This was on the annual Melo Cream calendar. |
The secret to the products was the highest quality ingredients for whatever was made. If it was the highest quality chocolate, the best coconut, the finest peanuts, the finest flour - he used it rather than cheapen the taste for a little more profit. Besides that, if they were not properly fried, baked, or cooked, the finished items were tossed in the garbage.
We had an apple orchard near our home. I was chased up the tree by some angry Dobermans. Fortunately I took my donut, comic book, and film crew along. This was on the calendar too - no royalties. |
Cleaning was as fastidious as the cooking, so I had the opportunity to help make the icings, the glazed donuts, the bread, the cookies, and the perfect peanut brittle.
Dad experimented with peanut brittle until he could get right combination of hot corn syrup, raw peanuts, and baking soda. Not enough bubbles - harder than concrete. Too many bubbles - yuk. The hot syrup cooked the peanuts as long as everything went well. The end result was easily eaten but impossible to stop. Attempts from other sources were more like tooth breakers and stale besides.
I learned a lot about the best ingredients at Melo Cream long before Deming changed the auto industry. It applied to study and the exchange of ideas. Clowns and faddists are popular for a time, but they are soon forgotten after the thrill is gone.
We had a lot of laughs at the shop. I probably put in more years than anyone else named Jackson. I even recruited the future Mrs. Jackson when Dad wanted me to work Friday nights. I said, "Only if you put Christina on the payroll." He did but miffed her when he said we did not fold boxes enough one Friday. She said, "Let's bury the shop in boxes next Friday." When he came in for work Saturday, before dawn, he saw stacks of boxes covering -
Notre Dame,1982. The book on grit says PhDs have the highest grit score (5). I think it started at the donut shop and at home. Christina was always encouraging. |
Laurie and Lawrence Eyre gave Moline Memories permission to publish their cutting edge Iowa wardrobe. |
When we went to Kitchener-Waterloo, Ontario, in 1970, I enrolled at Martin Luther University Seminary, whose legal name is still Waterloo Lutheran Seminary.
Christina soon got a job at the University of Waterloo, a short walk or bus-ride away. It was the spin-off of Waterloo Lutheran University, where John Warwick Montgomery and our brother-in-law Kermit Way (physical chemist) taught. UW called WLU "the little red schoolhouse down the street."
UnitWat, as they call it, was a collection of beautiful new buildings with underground tunnels to reduce frostbite. We loved to stop by the computer center and watch the new priesthood, mainframe computer minders, silently managing the giant IBM 360 as we watched reverently through a glass wall.
If you want to look down on UniWat, they were known for computer advances decades ago. Not knowing about a school does not remove it from advances, eh?
Christina quickly went from research librarian to graduate student in German literature. All her professors were German born, except one gentleman. Her only lady professor was Gisela Brude-Fernau, PhD Yale, who was impressed with Christina's original paper about the Wandering Jew in literature.
Danny S. Collin, 74, of Orion, peacefully passed Monday, February 13, 2023, at his home surrounded by family. Funeral services will be held 12:30 p.m. Friday, February 24, 2023, at Esterdahl Mortuary Crematory, Ltd., Moline. Visitation will be from 4-7 p.m., Thursday, February 23, at the funeral home. Burial will be at the Rock Island National Cemetery, where military honors will be conducted. Memorials may be made to GiGi’s Playhouse QC or Black Hawk Outreach Center in memory of Adrianne Leigh Reynolds. Danny was born on August 18, 1948, in Moline, the son of Harold S. and Vivian V. (Danielson) Collin. He was a U.S. Vietnam Veteran, having served in the Navy from 1966-69. Danny married Jill Ogden on June 11, 1977, in Moline. He severed an electrical apprenticeship at Williams & White, then worked as a journeyman electrician for John Deere, retiring in 2008 after 30 years. He was a UAW union steward and member the veterans committee. Growing up he participated in Boy Scouts and Sea Scouts. Danny enjoyed camping, fishing, hunting, horseback riding and boating. He spent much of his time with his grandchildren, as they brought him so much joy. He loved attending all of their sporting events and activities with Jill, missing very few. Danny enjoyed woodworking and was an accomplished handyman. It was an honor for him to serve others with his endless talents. Survivors include his wife, Jill; children, Brooke (Justin) Schatteman, East Moline, IL; Heather (Justin) Lance, Roanoke, Indiana; grandchildren, Addison, Brittyn, Jaidyn Schatteman, and Easton and Eli Lance; sister, Vicki (Francis) Fisher, Lowden, IA; brother, Jerry Collin, Colona, IL; numerous nieces and nephews; sisters-in-law, brothers-in-law, and cousins. He was preceded in death by his parents, stepmother, Shirley Collin and sister-in-law Judy Collin. |
Lawrence Eyre, MHS 66. Track meet, with a friend. |
FAIRFIELD — Lawrence Eyre has been selected to be the new interim director of the Carnegie Historical Museum.
The museum’s board of directors met in January and unanimously voted to make Eyre interim director for at least one year. Eyre assumes the role previously held by Mark Shafer, the museum’s director and visionary who died on Dec. 17, 2022. Jake Schmidt will continue in his role as the museum’s full-time curator and assistant director.
Dave Neff, president of the Carnegie Historical Museum Board of Directors, said Eyre has been a member of the board the past two years, and that the board is pleased to select him for this new role.
“Lawrence has a deep interest and is willing to share his collective knowledge on our various projects and has a vision for the future of our museum,” Neff said. “Our museum needs an individual to be the leader for our day-to-day operations.”
Eyre’s role as interim director is part-time. When he’s not at the museum, he’s teaching American history and world history at Maharishi School in Fairfield, where he’s also the girls’ tennis coach. Eyre has a degree in American Studies from Yale, and for the past six years he’s been research director for Dick DeAngelis’s Fairfield History Series, a documentary series covering different parts of Fairfield and Jefferson County’s history. DeAngelis will release the fifth film in the series later this year, and plans to do eight in all.
IN MEMORY OF
Rex Alfred Bullock was born to Foy and Doris Nell (Spears) Bullock in Jacksonville, Texas on August 23, 1947 and he passed to his heavenly reward January 12, 2023, in Tualatin, Oregon surrounded by family, singing over him “Jesus Lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly.”
In 1964, at the age of 16, Rex made a life altering decision to follow Jesus Christ while attending a camp meeting in Caldwell, Idaho. The following year he recorded his first album, “At the Altar” together with his parents. Music would continue to play a pivotal role in his journey. He would go on to record and produce numerous albums and minister to many congregations in song. While attending his senior year of high school Rex met the Great Love of his life, LaWanda Mae, whom he described in his own words as “the sweetest, most wonderful, and prettiest girl in the world.” He spent the better part of the next 2 years trying to impress her. Eventually, while driving his new blue hardtop Chevy Impala, with the wind blowing through a thick head of black hair, he succeeded. They began dating and were married the following summer on June 8, 1967, in Duncan Oklahoma.
In their first years of marriage Rex attended Augustana Lutheran College and worked full time, often during the night, as a broadcaster for Moody, both paying for his school, and supporting his growing family. Their oldest son, Jonathan Rex, was born in 1969 in Rock Island, Illinois. After graduating with his Bachelor of Arts in 1970, he and LaWanda relocated to Chattanooga Tennessee where he continued working as a broadcaster, and a school teacher. They welcomed their second child, a daughter, Sherilyn LaRose that same year.
He and his young family frequently toured the Holiness camp meeting circuit. They were passionate for communicating the Gospel of Jesus Christ and often shared both the singing and preaching responsibilities. They dedicated themselves to full time evangelism. Drawing on his background in radio broadcasting, Rex helped launch Dayspring Ministries (now Day Media) in 1977 to teach “God’s standard for holy living.” Originally conceived as a 30 minute radio variety show, it was aired on hundreds of stations and to thousands of people around the world. In 1980 he became father a 3rd and final time, to Mark “Brittian.”
During the days following his own father’s surprising death in 1983, Rex was filled with an impassioned urgency for the harvest and would spend the remainder of his life serving in ministry. For over 40 years he planted churches, pastored multi site congregations, worked with outreaches and missions, as well as leading various denominational efforts. Rex was a story teller, drawing on a lifetime of experiences from around the world. He used vivid first person accounts to captivate the imaginations of his audiences, and rivet them to the transformational message that he preached.
Rex continued his own education and earned a Master’s Degree in Pastoral Ministries from Trinity College and Theological Seminary in conflict management. His deepening emphasis became mentoring younger generations of pastors and ministers, equipping them as they told the Story of the good news in relevant ways. Rex worked with leaders from the US, Haiti, India, China, the Philippians and across the continent of Africa. He continued to preach into the final months of his life. His commitment to God’s Purpose remained undiminished to the end, and "lived a life of no regrets, no reserves, and retreats."
While Rex was beloved by so many, it was his immediate family who most often and most directly saw his generosity of heart. Rex fiercely cared for his children, their spouses, and grandchildren—proudly attending performances, games, graduations, and milestone moments. He could often be found in the stands, snacking on whatever LaWanda had packed for them, cheering loudly, and having close quarters conversations with whomever was sitting next to him. He modeled a practical kind of love, running to the grocery store countless times in one afternoon, delivering supplies, taking food to the sick, making surprise visits, and even baby sitting in a pinch. He challenged his family to strive for excellence, at the same time communicated how proud he was of them, and also supported them to cross the finish line. Even in his final hours, Rex continued to care take and dote on his family.
Rex leaves behind a legacy of Grace and Love. He is survived by his wife, LaWanda (Gordon) Bullock of Tualatin, OR, and his children, Jonathan (Tyrome) Bullock of Portland, OR, Sherilyn (Allan) Lombos of Tualatin, OR, and “Brittian” (Kristi) Bullock, Ridgefield, WA. He also leaves behind 7 grandchildren; Paris, Gordon, Canon Rex, Ransom, Judah, Maxine, and Mercer Alfred. He is also mourned by his brother Knox, his sister Beth, and their families. He leaves behind close ties with nieces, nephews, in-laws, cousins and their children. He counted thousands as family and friends in Christ.
Rev. Rex Bullock, MHS 66, passed into eternal life on January 11, 2023. This is a photograph of one of their family reunions. |