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1934 - 2017
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Carolyn Blake
January 17, 2017
Star
Shining;
Glowing a shade of red like no other,
The star shone down through the night sky.
Dancing on the water
And my eyes,
Almost blindingly brilliant.
Without fail,
Every night,
It would gleam from the heavens.
My telescope caught it's brilliance,
But only from afar,
For how can the brilliance of such a star be captured.
It cannot,
Simply.
Till one night,
As I looked up into the deep ocean above
It was gone.
The void was pain,
Its loss felt within my deepest soul,
But I knew
Somehow,
Someway,
That it was not truly gone.
It's light no longer shone.
Its' brilliance no longer reached my searching eyes,
But it was there.
The light that shone was still there,
It was just my eyesight that was failing me.
The consolation came to me with a rush,
Swift and brisk as a flurry of snow,
That now it shone,
Bright and brilliant as ever;
Even more.
But now it shone for one's eyes,
Eyes far keener than mine had ever been.
Star,
You will be missed,
Shining, brilliant, wonder.
But I am filled and made complete
By your light.
Forever.
Mary Little
January 17, 2017
Dear Mary, Kathy, Chuck, Debbie and Family -- I just heard from Arlene that Russell passed away. I'm so sorry for your loss. I remember Russell well and know he was a great father and grandfather.
Sincerely,
Mary Little & Trevor Dahlen
Kids with Grandpa and Barney in Humboldt
January 16, 2017
Russell with his brothers and their wives
January 16, 2017
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Grandpa & Grandma walk with Carolyn & Ryan in Humboldt
Charles Blake
January 16, 2017
Thank you everyone for remembering my father with me. I just want to share my perspective of this great man, a really great man.
My father never balked at any problem; he could fix anything and was always seeking out new challenges to make things better. As discussed in his obituary, he bought some property in Humboldt, Arizona which served as a blank canvas to let his creative endeavors thrive, building a home, landscaping it on his tractor, pouring yards and yards of concrete for fencing and to control flooding in the area, finding interest in a Popular Science article on how to build a satellite dish antenna and then constructing it, and endlessly trying to propagate various trees; he was constantly working on self-imposed tasks, his entertainment.
My father's capacity for seemingly endless creative productivity was only matched by his, what seemed to me earlier in life, nearly an immortal constitution, having rarely ever seen him sick or injured, only succumbing late in life to the inevitability of our mortality.
It was a sad ending to my father's life from advanced cerebrovascular disease which stripped him first of his mental and then physical abilities. My father though held on until my sister had arrived that early Tuesday morning from Vancouver, Washington, after catching a late flight, that he took his last breath as she hugged and prayed next to him.
Later in discussing how remarkable it had been that my father died upon his last child's arrival, I thought what a coincidence. My aunt Barbara quickly responded that she did not believe in coincidence and that all things happened for some reason. Reflecting back on my father's life with that sentiment in mind, I wholeheartedly agree. If it wasn't for my grandfather dying in that horrible mining accident when my dad and his brother Jack were just young boys, their mother, Juanita would have never met Frank O'Dell and enter brothers Paul and Jim O'Dell, whom my father loved so much. My father served as a mentor to them with Uncle Paul going to work at the newspaper and Uncle Jim becoming a pilot, as they saw their brother do.
Life is mysterious and we seek the answer to the greatest question for our physical being, What is the meaning of life? I dare to answer, after experiencing the blessing of having such a great man as my father and the love he has shown all of us, the answer is LOVE. We are created physically from an act of love and spiritually we are taught about our loving GOD.
My father was always there for me, my family, and it hurts to have him depart our physical reality. I have to lean heavily on my spiritual beliefs that my father's existence has not ended but instead ascended to immortality. Waiting for us in heaven but not idly, as I am sure he will be seeking to improve upon something there. I expect heaven with the addition of such a great man to be a little brighter. We will never forget you dad.
Kathy Wister-Browning
January 14, 2017
Ah, it is with fond memories that I remember Russell as my next door neighbor on 11th Ave.
We, Russell and Jackie always spent a good many days playing together. Those were wonderful days that Russ will take to Heaven. Bless his soul.
Pat Dicker
January 14, 2017
Russ Blake was a very humble, very friendly man that always had a kind word. He made me feel welcome from the first day I met him at the Az. Republic Newspaper, and here we are many years later. We'll miss you Russ.
Paul O'Dell
January 14, 2017
Russ and I were always together growing up. He was my guide through life, a role model like none other. Hard working, honest and intelligent are some of the words people would use to describe Russ. How do I miss him? It can't be put into words. I'll catch you down the road. Love you, Paul.
January 14, 2017
To the Blake Family: My heartfelt sympathies go out to the family and friends during this difficult time. I hope that the promise in 1 Thessalonians 4:14 can bring comfort. Knowing that there's a hope for the ones we have lost in death can be so reassuring.
Jimmy O'Dell
January 12, 2017
Russell was my oldest brother. He was a role model for me and I idolized and loved him. He was a lot like my second dad. I have never met anyone who was more honest and that had higher morals. I wish I would have spent more time with him, as we grew older. I will miss him and hope to see him someday in heaven. I love you Russ. Until we meet again. Love Jimmy
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