Jack Wayne Whipple

Grandpa thought he was funny. Sometimes he was but most of it I didn´t understand. Some story´s are as embarrassing as the nicknames he gives people. But no matter what he would say or how weird the jokes are or out of line there was always a smile after. The smile that would light up the room and make you forget that his joke wasn´t very funny. He will be missed dearly weird jokes and all. Love you grandpa.

Rest in Peace dear Jack. I will always love you.

Jack was my cousin. Our fathers were brothers. I have so many memories of him at our family cabin, when he lived with my parents in Spokane beteen wives, his racing career with his son Chris, and when he rented our mother in law apartment before he moved back to Spokane. He was a charming kind human. He and my husband enjoyed many outings at the Eagles where they listened to karoke. Thank you Pat, Joanne, and Ken for your faithful caring of him when he needed you the most.