Hobart W. "Hobe" Jones

Parents tell stories of their past, but rarely about teachers from their years at a university. My father, Don, did though; he remembers fondly and admirably Hobe's teaching techniques when he was at Purdue back in the 50's. Hobe showed once what to do with a boar's tooth, then expected the students to do the next on the spot! (if I recall the story correctly- I'm not the farm girl). I don't think I have that much faith in my teaching to trust my students to perform after one demonstration....

Hobe personally answered a letter I had sent to him while in high school concerning why fat market hogs received the same price as lean ones at the market at that time, around 1973. He was my guidance counselor through the Purdue experience. I am so grateful for his help steering a green farm kid through my tenure there, and have raised pigs for 36 years ever since. Nothing but love for him, and sadness that he is gone.

I remember seeing my first sheep sheering at Uncle Hobe and Aunt Lois'. Like my dad, he bled black and gold for Purdue. God bless the family.

Jeff Smith, nephew, Fort Lauderdale, FL

I remember visiting and being intrigued by the rabbits. A wonderful family. I'm sure he will be missed. God bless.

Dear Jones family,
Due to illness I was unable to pay my respects to Hobe on Saturday but I was with you in thought and keep you in my prayers. Growing up we came to know of and to actually "know" Hobe. What an honor that was to know a professor, famous hog judge, and icon in the pig world! And then to be one of his students at Purdue! Perfect! Hobe was a man with a kind heart, the consumate gentlemen, and always a true teacher,.

Jennie and Family-
Our condolences go out to you and your family during this difficult time. Your father will surely be missed by everyone that was blessed with the opportunity of knowing him. What a kind and loving person that dedicated his life to his family, teaching and God!

Tom and Judy Shorter

Uncle Hobart & Aunt Lois hold many childhood memories for me. My brother, Lew, and I would stay with themwhile my parents came home to IN. Jennie, Tom and Doug (not Danny yet) were our center of enjoyment. We cousins would have fun in the summer on the farm (with chores to do also). As I look back on my life, I credit Uncle Hobart & Aunt Lois with a piece of the pieof my development in the my belief in our Lord Jesus Christ. It was through their examples (e.g. holding hands and praying...

My condolences to you and your family. Thanks to Hobe and his reference for me to Harold Amstutz in 1971, I embarked on a career in veterinary anesthesia that has lasted 44 years. What a great teacher and mentor. My thoughts and prayers to the family.
Harry Latshaw AnSc '67

We have many fond memories of gatherings with the Jones family. Our thoughts and prayers are with the family at this time.
Jan (Outhouse) & Ron Overton