Eberhard-Gloekler-Obituary

Eberhard Gloekler

Portland, Oregon

09/02/1928 - 07/26/2024

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July 26, 2024
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Portland, Oregon

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Eberhard Hermann Gloekler, affectionately known as Eb, passed away on July 26th, 2024, in Portland, Oregon. Born on September 2nd, 1928, in Goppingen, Germany, Eberhard's adventurous spirit and dedication to the medical profession marked a life well-lived. Eberhard's education in medicine...

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We were responsible for the building of their magnificent log home, with, as you can imagine, copius amounts of inputs from Eb and Inga. Along the way, this led to lively discussions at their dinner table (I learned quickly that you always came to the table with something new and interesting that you had read, seen or experienced). Over the years we sporadically kept in touch with the last time when he called to say he had made it to 90. Interesting people. I hope their fantastic homes goes...

I worked with Eberhard at Kaiser for many years. It was a wonderful storyteller. He told us of the time he climbed Mount Saint Helens the day before it interrupted with a friend. They were garbage bags to camouflage themselves, but the snow is melting in the ground was heaving so they turned around. He also beguiled us with stories when he was in Germany in the army and how he would row armaments Out in the lake and throw them over. It was his own private Protest. I´ve checked in to see...

Eberhard was a fond member of our community! He always had a kind word and a helpful hand. His excitement and enthusiasm for life was contagious through his ambition and constant energy. Eberhard was a thoughtful man that clearly lived life to the fullest. I loved hearing about his climbing adventures and his work in the medical field. He is a true inspiration!

To an amazing individual who loved nature, family and people. From the many celebrations including the attendance of high-school graduations, weddings, new births, family dinners and holidays. His presence was always a beautiful gift. A extended family member (welcomed to all bbqs), with a loving heart who encouraged and lovingly challenged you to be the best part of yourself through
mind and body! Thank you for your contributions to the community and the many lives and families you’ve...

One of the last times I saw Eberhard and Inge was during the annual Pond Skim at Mount Hood Meadows. I was "competing" in the event. That kind of thing was right down his alley, so I'm surprised he wasn't flying over that pond himself. His prowess on the mountain was legendary. The alpine trinity of Jack Hilbourne, Ek Ursin, and Eb Gloekler held court at White Pass, and the example of their skiing shaped their offspring into mountain men as well. One of my favorite memories of Eberhard was...

Nach einem langen, ereignisreichen Leben als Auswanderer aus Deutschland, Baden-Württemberg und Bürger von Portland, Oregon, USA hat Onkel Eberhard nun die Welt verlassen. Sein Tod erfüllt mich mit Trauer und Schmerz. In meinem Umfeld war Onkel Eberhsrd sehr beliebt und ein gern gesehener Gast. Mutig, mit Fleiss, Ausdauer, Zielstrebigkeit und mit Bedacht hat er seinen eigenen Weg gesucht, auch abseits ausgetretener Pfade. Dies trifft für ihn nicht nur als Bergsteiger zu. Ein ungewöhnlicher...

The last time my wife Annette and I saw Inge and Eberhard in person was back in 2015, when we visited "my US family" in Portland together with our three children Katja, Moritz and Jakob, who were still quite young at the time. In the run-up to our visit, I warned my uncle Eberhard that a visit from the five of us would be more of an invasion than a visit. But even though he had just had his knee surgery a few weeks earlier, he insisted that we stay with them at the Log House. As a family,...

We climbed Mt. Hood together in the late 70's, early 80's, the Sunshine route up. On the descent along Cooper Spur, I slipped and as I was rolling over into self-arrest, I felt an iron grip on my harness that brought me to a complete halt. My voice went up an octave or two but I was safe. The climb was preceded by deep conversations late into the night that were stimulating and enlightening. We met up only a few times over the years, but they were memorable.

The death of my uncle Eberhard is a painful loss for me and for the entire German family. I remember my uncle as a person who was always interested and interesting, very hospitable, sometimes provocative, but hoping for objections and a subsequent discussion. I also remember him as someone who cared about others - not only on mountain tours. In many ways, he did not take the easy paths, but the difficult ones. May he rest in peace. Dorothee Einsele, Konstanz, Germany