Uncle Jackson W. Moffitt

My Uncle Jack died, hence my parents' visit from Arizona for yesterday's funeral. He was married to my mom's older sister, Valaine. He was a favorite of mine. His life had been greatly decreased these past years w/Parkinson's disease, but I have great memories of him...tall (6 feet 5 inches), sharp intellect, generous, encouraging, quietly unassuming, enormously proud of his four sons and their families. Everyone loved him. He grew up in Orangeville, Utah, and was an only child; his mother never married--such scandal then. He served in the Army Engineers in the Philippines and New Guinea. He later became a mining engineer....loved the outdoors....known for his beautiful and immaculately-laid out beds (as only an exacting engineer could be). I'm so glad that he has passed on, but look forward to getting a hug from him in the future. He was laid to rest in a cemetery high on the east bench with full military honors during a heavy snowstorm. It was so cold, but I was greatly impressed by the honor guard. They were in dress uniforms w/o winter coats and stood at attention from the moment the first car arrived until the ceremony was completed, never wincing at the cold snow landing on their faces.