"Jack" Part 2

I'm sitting at my kitchen table right now wearing an oversized cardigan. The wool threads are scratching my cold skin. I have a cup of coffee by my hand and I am debating putting a swig of whiskey in the cup. It really wouldn't be that bad, Grandpa did it a lot. I've written a lot about him later, but there are too may words to put on paper. And not enough describe the wonderful man he was and the enormous impact he had on my life. One of my most favorite pieces of writing was the honor of writing his memorial. And today I would like to share it. 

Delbert Campbell “Jack” McCluskey is a spirited, charming, and quiet man. His heart was bigger than any other and it will be truly missed.

grandpa and me. my favorite picture. 

Born into a family of eleven children, on September 26, 1933 in Pawhuska Oklahoma. Moving later to Springfield, Oregon where he attended high school and met his future wife, Betty Lou. He went on to graduate from Oregon State University with two degrees in civil engineering and mathematics. However, in most of his subjects he found a passion for knowledge and learning and continued that self-education well into his years, found with a book in hand, with another stack on the floor. He worked for The Boeing Company as an electrical engineer for 36 years. 

Celebrating nearly fifty-five years together, Betty and Del are two peas in a pod. Finishing sentences and sharing in each other’s passions, and taught others the meaning of true love. Evidenced in pictures lining their halls with adventures and adoration. His three children, Michael Don, Lucinda Lee, and William Alan, grew up in his image and guidance. Delbert taught by experience, through weekends of camping, hunting and fishing, although Aunt Cinda liked the camping with air conditioning and cushioned beds.  Each took his characteristics into their hearts and molded them into their own, but his light continually shines through his family. His three grandchildren, Meaghan Marie, Brendon Campbell, and Colton John were the glimmer in his eye. He taught them the ways of education and sports and how important it is to lead and never follow. He taught them to stand tall and be proud of the McCluskey name and heritage.

Delbert was an active member of many of the local driving ranges, often found at the coffee stands at the local grocery stores talking to whomever walked by as well as his friends. You could not help but be drawn to such an astounding, personable and vivacious man. He would do everything for anyone before himself. He is the epitome of the good within humanity. We can only strive to reach the strength and capacity of his heart. His guidance, while not physically present now, is still there and substantially felt.

So please, raise a glass for the dearest man to grace our presence. Cheers to you, Grandpa. We will savor the box of Cheez-its. Your love is forever. And ours is for always.