John Dennis "Jack" Burens

My fondest memories of my Dad are when he took me trap shooting. The first time was when I was sixteen years old. I hit 12 out of 25 but, I soon became better and in no time I already had two 100 straight patches! After I secured a Turkey for T-gives my Dad bought me a Browning trap gun for Christmas, and today that gun is one of my most cherished possesions.
I will miss my dad and the hunting trips we went on. We were always taught to do the best we can in any situation, I and a will...

I remember as a young girl helping my Dad with weekend projects around our house. From putting on a new roof to crawling under the house to fix a broken pipe, it was cool cause I learned a lot & I got to hang out with my Dad. My Father was well educated. The only time he ever missed a workday was if his Union was on strike, & even then he was off to Hall to see what was up. I learned so many things from my Dad & I would like to share some of them with you. He always said “if you’re going to...

My Dad was a skilled craftsman and a perfectionist - Nothing could ever be done without the "Burens Quality" stamp of approval on it!
We didn't always see eye to eye but, he taught me what it meant to do the absolute very best you can in everything.
He will live in the heavens with all his Jazz hero's and play golf everyday.
Heaven needed a "supervisor" and he is qualified for the job. I can almost hear him now telling GOD about all the changes that need to be made around this place...

Jack was a great and wonderful friend.