Joseph R. Rasdale

Dick was my rock – he could always be counted on for good sound reasoning. He was my mentor – he taught me how to ride a bike and let me tag along with his school buddies.

I will always remember the adventures I shared with him – from feeding the chipmunks at Rocky Mountain National Park when we were kids to encountering four huge bears on our path at Katmai National Park. With Mom, we gazed upon Loch Ness and with Arlan we hiked at Mount Kiluaea.

I’ll really miss you...

I will always remember Uncle Dick as a kind and gentle soul. Rest in Peace.

We loved him and will miss him very much. His brother Charles was 11 years old when Dick was born. With fond memories,
Chuck and Joan and families