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Jesse Jensen
August 24, 2014
Goodbye Mr. Forgaard!
Meaghan Klebold
November 27, 2012
Even though we weren't of blood relation, he always was, and will be, known to me as Grandpa Jim. He was the most amazing person I have ever met. When Jim and Nana (Marilyn, my grandmother)got married, I didn't really want to get to know him at all; I was still getting over her most recent divorce. Nana kept trying to get me to at least talk to him over the phone, but I kept making up excuses not to; I just wasn't ready yet. After almost a year after their marriage, i finally decided to meet him (I hadn't met him before because my dad was the only one who got to go to their wedding [to walk her down the aisle]). Jim was the complete opposite of what I expected him to be. I was prepared to meet some fake CEO-type who wouldn't give a crap about my grandmother or the rest of my family. What I got was the kindest, sweetest, most loving person in the whole world. You could not be upset about something when he was around; it was literally impossible.
The very best thing about him was his love for singing. He would sing all sorts of songs, but his favorites were from the '40s, '50s, and '60s. His favorite song was Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy. I would sing it for him all the time, and throughout the song, he would dance around the room, singing, "Badadadada-dah." And there's another thing he loved: my voice. The first thing I ever sang for him was "A Whole New World" from Aladdin; ever since then, he would say the name of a song, and if I knew it, I would sing it for him.
Throughout the years, little by little, his dementia would take over. Finally, it got so bad that Nana decided to put him in a nursing home, but would still come see him every day, for hours at a time. In August of 2011, I decided I wanted to come see him one last time before he died, because I had a feeling it would be soon. I visited him two days in a row, and in both days, I didn't see any bit of recognition in his eyes, which made me really sad. Actually, now that I think about it, I think I saw some on the last day. When I was leaving that day, Nana told him to say goodbye to me. And he said, "Bye...Meaghan...love...you..." I almost broke down crying.
He passed away two months later.
Jim was the most wonderful person I have ever met. Not one day goes by without me thinking about him. I miss him with every molecule in my body.
Good-bye Grandpa Jim.
R.I.P.
Love,
Meaghan
<3 <3
George Akers
December 5, 2011
Jim and I spent many great hours together in high school with Ron Munter and Eben McKendrick. Sports were important to us especially when we had hard apple cider to drink on the bus trip back from a football game.
We would pool our change to buy a few gallons of gas to cruise around in my 39 Plymouth. Those were great days with a great friend.
Scott Forgaard
December 5, 2011
Daddy-o
THROUGH THE YEARS
Through the years, you've been my inspiration.
For, however I may feel about my life, my shortcomings, my failures, as well as my successes, none of these even come close to how much you sacrificed for us.
Relentlessly working, at times 3 jobs at once, to keep our family together.
Up at 4:30 am, then running along the cliffs, breathing in not only the cold ocean moisture in the air, but the loneliness, and loveliness, of the world around you.
You were so strong, yet, you may have not realized it.
You were so loving, yet, the world may not have seen it.
I DID.
When you got mad at me, I got mad.
But I wasn't mad at you.
I was mad at myself.
You expected the best, and rightfully, truthfully.
I expected the best of myself too.
Yet, being a teenager, the world around me was to rebel, question authority, do the exact opposite.
You still held onto your convictions, your belief of trying to instill in me, (and all of us) the true love for everybody, and everything, you held in your heart.
Even though it seemed to go unheeded……..
I GOT IT.
I saw how hard you worked.
I prayed that one day I could pay off your mortgage and give you the title to your home, one you worked so hard to achieve.
Yet the position you had, and the way the world was, just kept holding you down.
But, you kept Persevering
No matter that we had little money.
No matter that you were working long days.
No matter that you had to supply Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner, every single day.
No matter that you had to do whatever it took to raise us 4 sons.
You made everything into a gourmet meal. Thank you.
Breakfast:
Incredible eggs, bacon, pancakes, cereal, (with powdered milk that you mixed with regular milk, because we (or maybe I), didn't like white colored water, and on special occasions your potato pancakes. (yum!)
Shawn's favorite for awhile was ice cream.
Lunch:
Great sandwiches, wonderful egg salad, P.B.&J, tuna, and sometimes spam (which actually was pretty good!), along with a little snack, and a piece of fruit.
Dinner:
Many good things including hangaber pie, porcupine balls, (which I recently discovered we have Eric to thank for that recipe, and the best spaghetti anywhere. (which we sometimes got from Adolphs).
And Oh, at Thanksgiving time, waking up around dawn, to start stuffing and cooking the turkey, making smashed taters, and all the other trimmings.
I remember waking up to the smell of turkey, and stuffing on Thanksgiving morning feeling so Warm, and Loved.
The same was true with Christmas morning, with the wonderful smell of bacon and eggs, and the mmmmmm, Blueberry Muffins.
I thanked God to have such a Wonderful, and Loving Father.
You are my Inspiration.
Your mom instilled in you the values of old. (Which to me means good).
Values which now are fading in this world as we all grow older.
Old. What does that mean?
To some, old means worn out.
To others, and to me, it means some people are beyond our wisdom, and understanding.
They now, and have, stood the test of time.
A goldmine of knowledge, understanding, forgiveness, and unconditional Love.
Someone who withstood not only the winds of change, but the storms of life.
Thank you Dad for raising me.
Thank you for making me whole.
I Love you Dad.
WE ALL TRULY LOVE YOU.
Scotty
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Marilyn Forgaard
November 27, 2011
The smile on his face was wide and accepting. It lit up the room like a Christmas tree. His manner was never overbearing, rather , polite and humble. You wanted to shake his hand or hug him. His compassion was in his sweet words and thoughtful ways of telling stories. He gave credit to all, never judging, extending his charity to all who needed it. He was a special, wonderful man. I am blessed that he loved me.
Marilyn Forgaard
Wendell Forgaard
November 23, 2011
My brother Jim was an amazing person he had many health issues in his life but he never let them get in the way of his love of life. I will always remember the great times Jim, Dean and I had, hunting, fishing and our shared love of golf. We had many parties and picnic's which always included a good song. I will always remember his smiling face and good humor. Our family misses him very much. God's Peace Brother, until we meet again. Love, Shorty
Cleo Forgaard
November 23, 2011
I knew Jim for over 65 years and when I married his brother Wendell ( over 63 years ago) I also not only had a brother in law I had a brother and Jim had a sister. As an only child I embraced Jim and his brother Dean into my life and our families meshed into one. Jim's death has left a great void in my life. Until we are all together again, God Bless. Cleo Forgaard,
Bob Moore
November 21, 2011
It was a pleasure to be Jim's friend and fellow RVer. My entire family will always remember him.
Joe Ward
November 20, 2011
I will also think of Mr. Forgaard as being just what a teacher should be. A teacher. Always fair. I enjoyed his class and his opions
robin wisnia-jablonski
November 18, 2011
Mr Forgaard was really important to me. He was a special teacher to me, and a friend. I am sorry and will miss him. Condolences to his family.
Robin Wisnia Jablonski
greg scott
November 18, 2011
RIP JIM
Christopher Rudy
November 17, 2011
I was saddened to hear of Mr. Forgaard's passing. He was a good man. He was my junior high gym teacher, but more importantly, he was my golf coach. Even as a young kid I was amazed that Mr. Forgaard was able to convince local golf courses to allow us kids to play. To be on the team we had to learn the rules of golf and pass a written test on the rules of play and golf etiquette. I may not have been a very good golfer, but I learned to respect the game and how to behave on a golf course. Those two things alone have served me well over the years. He will be missed, but he leaves behind a lot of lives that he touched in a positive way.
Allyson
November 14, 2011
So sorry for your loss I worked with Jim when he was at fidalgo I can remember him humming and singing . He was very blessed to have such a wonderful wife that always looked after him and love him.
Pete Newell
November 13, 2011
A Wonderful and Multi-Talented Man who Raised Four Unique Sons to Be Positive and Productive Members of our Society. May Jim Rest in Eternal Peace.
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