The Pardee Family were splendid gypsies of pro football, devotedly following Jack anywhere football took him. As a football vagabond myself in the 70s, my siblings and me were lucky enough to be embraced by this strong loving family that appreciated the unlikely phenomenon of "the Over the Hill Gang". Many of my fondest childhood memories were of times visiting and vacationing with them. The Pardee kids modeled for us how to be football brats; celebrating new experiences with a core enthusiasm for Family and Father.
Jack, of course, was the fountainhead. With a wink of his eye and a healthy streak for mischief-making, he relished a chance to tell a joke, role-play, or be someone's foil. Readily partaking in our competitions and adventures alike, he was a strong ally for merriment and recreation.(Translation: you definitely wanted him on your side!) Like most of the men on that '72 team, a giant kid off the field and a giant on it.
Here's to the man that most remember as a great coach and player; and he was. But what I remember him for was his love for family and kids. And when the pro accolades fade away, what matters is the man as himself. --- Way to live life well, Jack!
Thank you for the memories, the masculine model, and the legacy for many kids and grand-kids. May your family be Comforted in their times of mourning. --- And don't forget to pick us to be on your team when we, who are called, all meet up with you in the air!