Jan. 5, 1932 - March 11, 2013 MISHAWAKA - Ernest Thomas Huskey went home to be with the Lord on March 11, 2013, joining his beautiful wife, Cora Mae (Duncan) Huskey, in heaven. Ernest (Tom) was born in 1932 to Ruby (Morris) and Ernest Huskey in Shelby, North Carolina. He enlisted in the U.S. Army
in 1951 and retired as a sergeant in 1972. He proudly served in both the Korean and Vietnam War
s. Preceding him in death were his wife, Cora Mae, and son, Stephen, both in 2008; his daughter, Lurena Jones, in 2011; his sisters, Doris Thompson and Jacqueline Harris; and his parents. Tom is survived by siblings, Elizabeth Spell, Kathleen Littleton, Helen Catledge, Bobby Huskey and Ann Barbour; his children, Rosa (Michael) McMichael, James (Patricia) Groves Jr., Keith Huskey and Kevin Huskey; his grandchildren, Laurie (Matthew) Sipe, Anne (Donald) Winner, Alison (Jason) Szabo, Cassandra Hinds and Anthony Pieper; great-grandchildren, Kimberly (Seabrook) Smith, Nicole Simmons, Emilee Winner, Julia Szabo and Kaleb Pieper; great-great-grandchildren, Addisan, Maxton and Tinzley Smith. Tom was a loving husband, father and grandfather who will be deeply missed by his family. Funeral services will be held at Bubb Funeral Chapel in Mishawaka on Wednesday, March 13th, at 1:00 p.m., with visitation beginning at 11:00 a.m. until 1:00 p.m. on Wednesday. Rev. Ervin Mize will officiate the funeral services. Burial will follow at Chapel Hill Cemetery in Osceola. Contributions in Ernest T. Huskey's name may be made to The Humane Society, 2506 Grape Road, Mishawaka, IN 46545; or Center for Hospice, 4220 Edison Lakes Pkwy., Suite 210, Mishawaka, IN 46545. In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them. In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them. In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them. In the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of the summer, we remember them. In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them. In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them. When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them. When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them. When we have joys and special celebrations we yearn to share, we remember them. When we see our nation's young marching behind our flag, or hear "taps" played, we remember them. So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are part of us. And when we answer the final roll, we know that Ernest Huskey will fulfill his duty, and greet us with the words of compassion and friendship, peace and love: "Welcome home!"