Merlin was one of my very favorite of my parent's friends. I remember well the many times our families would get together, and I was always impressed with how much he knew and how much I felt I could learn from him. To me, Merlin was frankly the coolest “old person” I got to know. I was saddened by his passing, and especially since travel prevented me from attending his service.
In some ways, my most memorable recollection of Merlin was the obituary he provided at dad's funeral. His story of the two of them driving downhill in Eugene (since dad's car wouldn't otherwise start), with no steering wheel but an effective pair of pliers to steer with. It brought out the playful, roguish nature of the two longtime friends, and he delivered the story with his usual class and humor.
I share the admiration and respect my folks always had for both Merlin and Jean (whom they introduced), and I am confident the four of them have now reunited and are once again trading stories.
The world is a better place because of Merlin, and he will be missed.
Matt Chapman (and on behalf of Don and Regan Chapman)