Gerald D. "Jerry" Rapp Sr.

JERRY WAS MY UNCLE AND WILL BE MISSED VERY MUCH BY MYSELF AND MY ENTIRE FAMILY

Dad’s Burial
My journal, dedicated to those who were not able to attend the burial, and share a love for Dad.

Tekamah, Nebraska is the most adorable little town in all of America. The night before the burial, the weather was high of 7 degrees and the wind blew as it snowed. We all knew, we had to bundle up for the service at Dad’s grave, which was to take place the next morning at 10AM, Tuesday, December 6th, 2005. Morning arrived, with the sun beaming in the pretty blue sky,...

My Loving Dad

My Dad…….
To him, I was, ‘Amy Jo’ or he called me ‘My Little Darlin’……….
There is something that I have held, deep inside me, since I was a little girl. It’s this huge feeling of being the luckiest perrson on this earth. And it’s because Jerry Rapp is my Dad. I still can’t believe how fortunate I am, to be his little girl. I am so glad my Dad knew of this feeling. I told him over & over about it, either thru poems I wrote him or told him straight out.
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Dear friends Gregg and Jerry,
What a legacy your father left for you and the family. Please accept and extend my sincere sympathy.
My prayer is that God will give you His grace and comfort.

Gregg and Family I am so sorry to hear of your loss. I am glad that your fathers stay at Hoot Gibson's home in Palm Springs brought him some fond memories. My thoughts are with you during this difficult time. Your friend Casey

To the entire Rapp Family,Friends,& Relatives, I'm so sad, but happy to say Jerry was a friend of mine! There is a Santa in heaven I will never forget.