Louis Earl Medlock

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Leitz-Eagan Funeral Home - Metairie

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Metairie, Louisiana

Louis Medlock Obituary

MEDLOCK Louis Earl Medlock, age 83, passed away Sunday, August 26, 2007 from natural causes. Beloved husband of the late Adele Seibert Medlock and devoted father of Carol Medlock LeSaicherre and Janice Medlock. Survived by grandchildren Benjamin LeSaicherre, Jeffrey LeSaicherre, and great-grandchild Elizabeth Lynae LeSaicherre. Also survived by Jimmy LeSaicherre, Sylvia Schroeder, Teresa LeSaicherre, sister-in-law Betty Seibert Muller and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, and friends. He was born February 19, 1924 in Llano, TX to the late Riley Jefferson and Louisa King Medlock. He was born a twin and the youngest of 8 children(Jeff, Lorene, Thalia, Thelma, Grover, Aubra, and Earline) who preceded him in death. He honorably served in the US Coast Guard during World War II and while he was stationed in New Orleans, met his future wife and settled here after his marriage in 1946. He was employed by South Central Bell until his retirement in 1986, and was also an elder and Sunday School Superintendent at the First Street Presbyterian Church. He was known for his devotion to his family, his kind and gentle disposition and his Christian charity. Relatives and friends of the family are invited to attend the Funeral Service at Leitz-Eagan Funeral Home, 4747 Veterans Blvd., Metairie, LA on Thursday, August 30, 2007 at 11:00 am. Visitation from 9:00 am until time of service. Rev. Dr. John Spaulding, officiating. Interment will be in Greenwood Cemetery.

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Published by The Times-Picayune from Aug. 28 to Aug. 30, 2007.

Memories and Condolences
for Louis Medlock

6 Entries

Jeff LeSaicherre

September 2, 2007

I loved my Maw Maw and Paw Paw! They will truly be missed, but never forgotten! I will always have a piece of my Paw Paw with me through every step I take! From the time I tried to cut my hair to look like him to this day using my creativity and grace to blessing the world. I wrote this poem 2 days ago, and thought I'd share it, in memory of Paw Paw, who loved to write poems.

We can't forget about the times we've shared,
That twinkled eye glare with every moment bared,
The Hair stands up at an attentioned strut,
Knowing its not from my fresh haircut,
But, from remmebering all the times we had,
Times alas, that was just all in the past,
I'm thankful I got to see every person you be,
You are in my breathe until my dying destiny,
I cried that very moment of truth,
The second I heard what had happened to you,
A better place stayed, relaxing in the shade,
A brighter heaven built is just what you made,
You played the game of life and won real well,
Ain't that the truth because evveryone can tell,
So reunited I heard is the best passion,
Everyday I will look for your shadow casting,
Placing that piece of you onto,
Another, I mourn you til I join you!

I love you Paw Paw and can't wait til the time comes to see you and Maw Maw dance for days!!!!

Lane Larson

September 1, 2007

I know it's hard to believe this now...but time REALLY does heal wounds. There are times when you'll be sad, but you wouldn't be human if you completely forgot about the people you loved so very much. One thing that has helped me over the years is knowing that no matter what, NO ONE can take your memories away from you. I have many wonderful memories of Uncle Earl. You both were very lucky to have had such a sweet and caring man to call dad. Concentrate on celebrating his life...that has also helped me. Take care.

Pam Maitrejean Theady

August 31, 2007

My deepest sympathies to you, Carol and Janice, and your families at this sad time. I have fond memories of Uncle Earl and Aunt Dell from first street Presbyterian Church. Your Parents have prepared themselves for this final resting place all of their lives, and they are there together.

al bach

August 30, 2007

We send our deepest sympathy to Louie's family. I knew himfor many years working at the Phone Co. He will be missed.
al and charmaine bach

Elaine Prewett

August 30, 2007

Stepping Stones

The Lord came to me like a dream one day
And asked, “Why do you sorrow?”
I answered, “Lord my life is to so full of pain,
I can’t face one more tomorrow.

The Lord sat down beside me,
And gently took my hand.
He said, “Let me explain to you
And then you’ll understand.

Each sorrow is a stepping stone
You must surmount each day
And every stepping stone you climb
Is a sorrow that’s passed away.

The road of life is a mountainside,
With crevices in which to be caught.
But as you struggle on your way,
I the Rock, will lend support.

I know that you are tired,
For I too have walked this way.
My sorrows did they multiply
But I cleared many stones away.

I left my rock to lift you up,
I left behind my story;
To give you strength to make your climb,
To that special place in glory.

And never fear, the Rock is here,
You’ll never climb this mountain alone.

Elaine Prewett, PRHS

JAMIE AND TAMMY HOEFELD

August 29, 2007

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

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