Arthur "Jack" Cady

Jack of all my brother-in-laws you came at the drop of a hat to help me with the Big “O” when he got sick. You took him to the doctors and I to the store and to work and when I needed the help you were there. I do not know what I would have done without you. I will always remember the card games and having a beer with you. You are with the rest of the Radders and Cadys having lots to talk about. I will miss you very much, give Orrie, hug for me, and tell him I love and miss...

"Uncle Jack" was my uncle, my godfather who turned into my friend, my surrogate father and my mentor. He allowed me the privilege of being a kid, while teaching me to be an adult, even at 33. He supported me no matter what.
While visiting AZ we spent many hours in my service truck. He actually pointed out some things I could do better. He was my best mentor and advocate.
We also spent many hours at the race track. We both loved dirt track racing. I loved the stories he used to tell...

I first met "Uncle Jack in 1971. Even though it was a difficult time for him, I found him to be a very gracious man, with a good sense of humor and the ability to tell a
good story. In the years following that, I got to know him better as he used to come to AZ in the winter.
One thing I'll always remember was his
respect for women. This was evident in any conversation or story he was telling. He passed this on to his sons and daughters. Another thing I respect was his...

An almost permanent entry in my little family record is COUSIN ART. Our very recent experiences at the Cady Reunion in lovely Sardinia Park and the numerous visits with "ART" at the casa in Delevan will not be soon forgotten.

His "buddy" relationshiip with the man i refer to as "the old grey fox" is now all the more special to me.

Finally your family UNIT and all that means will last me until, some day down the road, i might be fortunate enough to join "cousin...

There is a saying that says "The greatest gift a father can give his children is to love their mother" . There was never a day that any of your children doubted how much you loved our mother. She left all of us too soon but as you continued to live we were still secure in your love of Mom, your faith, and the wonderful example you set for us to follow as we age. Your humor, grace facing illness, still wanting to learn more each day will be tough to follow. I am thankful knowing you are...

I'm not sure I can say anything that has not already been said. I will miss his stories, all of them true. When I think of someone that stuck to his guns, regardless of the cost to himself, that was my Grandpa Jack. I really wish I could be there to sing at the funeral, but I will sing today for you, Grandpa. Give Jesus and Grandma Cady a hug for me.

Grandpa Jack (or Papa Jack as Gabriel calls him) was by far one of the strongest men I have ever had the honor of knowing. Not just strong physically but ethically, morally and spiritually. I have always been and always will be stronger for knowing him as the great man that he was. Although we spent a great amount of time together I still feel a great loss with his passing. I struggle with all of our sorrow and grief amidst knowing that he is now free from the pain, the blindness and is...