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Moore, Jack I. age 89, of New Brighton, MN, formerly Mpls, passed away peacefully surrounded by his loving family on December 19, 2012. Preceded in death by his son, Jay, grandson, Matthew and brother, Robert. Survived by his wife of 57 years, Emily L.; loving children, Mary Moore (Jim); Linda Healy (Vern); Penny Moore; Rob (Ann); Terry (Anne); Mickey Moore (Paul Williams); Sharon Hernandez (Sergio); Julie Desmond (John); Chris (Ellen); and Brian (Shawna); 31 grandchildren; 5 great-grandchildren; his brother, William Moore; and sister, Pat Scattarella (Troy); sister-in-law, Irene Moore; nieces, nephews, loving relatives and friends. Edison HS graduate class of '39. Decorated WWII Veteran, Bombardier serving in the Army Air Corps. 2004 Inductee of Minnesota Broacasters' Hall of Fame. Recipient of Ron Self Award for outstanding lifetime contributions to MN golf. Past president of the Minnesota Public Golf Assoc. Visitation Wednesday, Dec. 26 starting at 5 PM with prayer service 7:30 PM at Billman Hunt Chapel, 2701 Central Ave NE, Mpls. Mass of Christian Burial Thursday, Dec. 27 at 10 AM with visitation 1 hour prior at St. Lawrence Catholic Church, 1203 6th St SE, Mpls. MN 55414. Interment Hillside Cemetery. Billman-Hunt Chapel 612-789-3535

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Published in Star Tribune from Dec. 21 to Dec. 23, 2012.
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Midnight Blessings (by Julie)

May the angels find you sometimes
Under satin sheets on a bed beside your lover
Staring at the ceiling counting sheep

And may they tend to you, too,
When you are shivering under ordinary throws
On a chair beside your loved one
Staring at the heavens, counting blessings
November 24, 2019
For a Moment (by Penny)

For a moment
When I sink into the knowing
I feel you breathe with His breath
The wind lifting ribbons
We untie ourselves without knowing
I like to hold you passing through
The ribbons gently waving on
The palm of my hand joining
Our passing
One to another
The moment never changes
When you touch it that way
November 24, 2019
December 20 (by Terry)
Today on a winter walk I prayed
For the first time to my father
Not for him or about him
That's been done plenty
But to him
Because he is again in his place
To protect
To provide
To promote
As he has so often
For so many years
So I prayed
To him
For the first time
November 24, 2019
Winter Birds (by Rob)
Note: remember we looked and looked for the copy of this poem the day after dad died? We turned the place upside down. Hours later, we went back again and it was there, right there in plain sight. Thanks, Dad.

A Blue Jay sits atop the snow
Just long enough for us to know
Loved ones lost are always near
Somehow they always find us here

A certain flower, make of car
A train at night or falling star
They shake us from our winter frost
Reminding us of loved ones lost

These little signs that come so far
Flash like moments where we are
Though we toil on our own
They tell us we are not alone

Here a moment, then away
We see them but they cannot stay
they sail into the winter sky
And we can only watch them fly

Years from now, December night
In memory's ever dimming light
Your thoughts will cast you back and then
You'll see the Blue Jay land again

See the colors, hear the song
This time it bids you come along
Follow close and you will know
Where all the winter Blue Jays go

Home at last, you both shall fly
When God alights the winter sky
November 24, 2019
Let's Go (by Linda)

Let's go...
You walk with me
my hand
Guide my way

You walk with me
I hold your arm, not too tight
How about a hug?

We walk
Bonded to our destination
Steering, supporting
Where are we going?
We will be there soon
How about a hug?

We walk, you ride
I am your legs
I am your direction
Together we go, we will get there
How about a hug?

I walk with you
You on an angel's wings
We made it
I can feel you hugging me
November 24, 2019
Overheard in Hospice

He asked, What are you trying to do?
She said, I am kissing you.
He said, I love that.
November 24, 2019
Right Before the Funeral Starts

Longest. Walk. Ever.
Breathless sorrowful parade
Past Dad, one last time

I think Terry wrote this?
November 24, 2019
Time to Go, Lieutenant
(Written by Jack and read by Cliff at the service)

I have had my wake up call. Today's target will be another world, safer, but much less orderly than you and your friends have known in the last few years. Briefing will be at 1950 hours this evening when you kiss your mother, shake hands with your Father and hug your brothers and sister. Thank God, it will be over. Your Guardian Angel wishes you good luck and says goodbye.
November 24, 2019
Fire and Bullets (by Emily)

The sound of the sax in your head
Smoky alto voice in your dreams
Guide you into the fog
Not to worry; someone was waiting for you
she would guide you through the fire
Beautiful music was out there Waiting for you
records to be played; it was not your time
Fields of green; a calm summer day
An endless line of tees and flags
Games were yet to be played and won
It was not your time
Swarms of people, smiling faces
Your children Their children
Birthdays Easter Christmas
The love of your life would stand by your side
Until your last dying moments
But these trying seconds were not your last
A full and beautiful life was yet to be lived
And the promise of it all
Guided you through
The fog The smoke The gunfire
The blinding haze of war
and Carried you home
November 24, 2019
A Most Beautiful Life (by Jack Moore)

Tripping the old light fantastic for me
Was far too much tripping and too little glee.
Slow footed, sluggish and way off the beat
Trampling my partners unfortunate feet.

Let me help you, I heard, from a voice soft and breezy.
You can dance. Be yourself, and
the rest will come easy.
All life is a dance, not a game to contest.
We'll just keep it simple and give it our best.

And that's how she taught me to go
One two three.
How just in an instant the world changed for me.
We're flying. We're soaring. I'm king of the ball.
She'll be there to catch me. Who cares if I fall?

One two three. One two three. That's how it goes.
Whirling and spinning and up on your toes.
That was my Emily, that was my wife.
Waltzing me through a most beautiful life.
November 24, 2019
I cannot walk and weep at the same time
Because my tears freeze into puddles
On the sidewalk and I lose my footing
So many broken winter hearts
we force our faces into the wind and spill tears
Across the parking lot as we race
to erase lines o n a task list
Leaving glaze ice in unnatural places
We slip and fall unexpectedly
On a thin frozen layer of grief
We cannot stumble now
We must hold each other steady
We must lace up our CCMs
And skate over this impossible time
Until the blue jay bids the sun come out
Until the jackets change
Until the tears stream into the ocean and away
Julie Desmond
November 24, 2019
Play On (by Anna)
I like how Grandpa makes his way back to remind us he is watching. A guy in a cube across the hall plays jazz pretty quiet that Grandpa would like. After working there a month I asked him about it and he was shocked I could hear it. Refreshing.
You know, I was thinking about when Grandpa told Molly and me, "I chose you" (meaning all of us). I wonder sometimes if it was God who was talking (in a sense) through Grandpa. Because, at the end of the day, God chose Grandpa to be ours, too. Grandpa seemed to express that he chose us particularly. We were chosen. It was an honorable moment. Many people have shown me how to be strong, intelligent and loving; but Grandpa and Grandma have done so in their own way and that moment made it clear, again, that Grandpa loves us.
I've been reminded of him often during this stressful time in my life. I've been blessed with rare, good jazz radio on my long drives. My friend at school said her dad mixes hot chocolate and cinnamon with his coffee and calls it a Cadillac. It made me smile. What a delicious sounding drink to go along with the word that always reminds me of Grandpa.
Anna Pesola
November 24, 2019
Love Abounds (by Penny)
It surrounds me
Fills the spaces and isn't spring lovely
From gray to green
We skipped a step
Not knowing that big rock
in the center of everything
Just gets in the way
We sat there a long while
Stringing toes in the water
counting seconds minutes days
And then we wandered
One or two at a time
we stepped off quietly
On our own
Setting down in the river
A splash, a ripple, a turn to the sun
A bow and a wave
Then we set out
Laying back
Feet first to the current
Palms up
Till it spun us around
To the deep
November 23, 2019
It Begins With A Life (by Sharon)
A cold windy evening in NE Minneapolis
She held him in her arms
Her first born
She kissed his head and whispered
Do you know how much I love you?
He moved his newborn lips as if to say Yes.
She kissed him again
Do you know how much I love you?
He moved his newborn lips as if to say Yes.
Time went on and he grew
He became a man - not an ordinary man
A great man - and she loved him
She reveled in watching him grow
A husband, father
As time went on a grandfather, great-grandfather
It was a cold windy night in NE Minneapolis
She watched them as the love of his life
Held him in her arms
She kissed his head
Do you know how much we love you?
Yes, he whispered quietly
She kissed him again
Do you know how much I love you?
Yes, he whispered again
She kissed him and he exhaled
He walked to his mother, who held him in her arms.
Sharon Hernandez
January 2, 2013
We were out of town and unable to attend Jack's funeral. He was such a classy guy. We always had so much fun at hockey games when Chris and Mike played for St. John's, Lake Region and Totino Grace. Our prayers go to the family. We have many good memories of Jack.
Doug and Kay Baker

c at hockey games
Kay Baker
December 27, 2012
Grandpa, Where do i start you were the best,You always helped me.. You will be missed and until we meet again i love you and see you (hopefully not)soon
Sergio Hernandez
December 27, 2012
December 27, 2012
I have fond memories of my time at The Breeze, and will always remember Jack and his family fondly. Thanks for many years of service to our business, and rest in peace.
Steve Griffith
December 26, 2012
dear moore family-thinking of you and sending love.
-karen thomas
December 26, 2012
Jack, you were and inspiration.
Thanks for the memories...RIP!

Phoenix Media Group, Inc.
Steve Moravec
December 26, 2012
What a wonderful legacy Jack leaves behind—as a family man, a businessman, a sportsman, and a veteran. He has touched so many lives in a positive way. What a life well lived! Our hearts go out to the entire Moore family. God Bless you.
Sue and Bruce Kottom
December 26, 2012
My spirit is with you, my dear family. Grandpa will live on in our lives and we will see him again soon. Please continue to celebrate his life for me at his service. Love, Anna
December 25, 2012
Emily, Mary, Penny, Linda, Julie, Mickey, Sharon, Rob, Terri, Brian, Chris and all the many Moores; I know the burden of your loss at this time. It is the price we pay for loving someone so much. May the grace of God keep you focused on that love as so many in this world never find. Nancy
December 23, 2012
So sorry for your loss, Mickey and Kayla. Sending hugs.
Carol Anne, John, Sarah, and Rachel Wall
December 23, 2012
I was so lucky to work for Mr. Moore during the summer of 1973 at KABG in Cambridge. A great broadcaster and terrific station owner.
Harv Angel
December 23, 2012
I played golf at Irondale with Jay and remember walking by the Moore house many times and seeing all the activity in the yard. Great family you all have.I am sure Jack and Jay have teed it up together in heaven with lots of smiles.
Greg Adams
December 23, 2012
Dear Emmy...My deepest sympathy to you and your family. Since our days at WPBC in 1953, Jack has always been my radio idol.
Brilliant ..creative...and fearless in his business moves.
He will be missed. God bless him.
Jim Lange
December 23, 2012
Jack and I are so saddened by your loss. Our thoughts are with you during this holiday time.

Much love,
Judy and Jack Wright
December 23, 2012
My sympathies to the family! I had so much respect and admiration for Jack as a person and media innovator.Naturally, I can never thank him enough for the opportunities he gave me, but far more importantly is what he gave to the radio community in Minnesota. He always was ahead of the crowd in programming radio, and i'll never forget his saying " If I like this song, maybe someone else will". His taste in music was, classic, innovative and just plain great! He really was a pioneer with common sense and excellent taste. He will be missed.
Scott Thomsen
December 23, 2012
So sorry for your loss. Thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family!
Kim Doyle
December 23, 2012
Jack did so much for public golf and Bunker Hills. Marvy and I will always remember the fun times with our families golf and hockey ventures. Our family will be in Florida for Christmas, but are prayers are with the Moore family.
Marvy and Dick Tollette
December 23, 2012
Jack did so much for public golf and particularly Bunker Hills.. We had so many wonderful moments together enjoying our families golf and hockey ventures. Our family will be in In Florida for holiday, but our prayers and thoughts are with the Moore family.
Marvy and Dick Tollette
December 23, 2012
Whether co-worker, family or friend, Jack Moore warmly welcomed all into his wonderful world. I will be forever grateful for the job Jack gave me while I was going to grad school. In this role Jack taught me the sales and marketing skills I still use decades later. A mentor, an inspirational manager and an innovator, Jack will be fondly remembered all whose life's he has enriched.
CindyLou Ferris
December 23, 2012
Rob , Mickey and family .. It's never easy to see a parent pass over...May the sweet memories of your father bring you comfort in the tender days ahead . Michele Olson
December 23, 2012
Dear Aunt Emmy and Dear Cousins, We will miss Uncle Jack and know he is with all our dear loved ones in heaven. We have many fond memories of what a great husband, father, grandfather, uncle, patriot and entrepreneur he was throughout his lifetime. What a man and what a legacy he has left with you all. We love you and our thoughts and prayers are with you all. God Bless you and your families.
Emily Collias (Dombrowski)
December 23, 2012
December 23, 2012
Mickey and Rob and the entire Moore family,
My thoughts are with you. In all of my years in broadcasting I have only heard wonderful things about your father and knew him to be "one of the good guys/ best guys" by all who loved him!!!
May his memory be a comfort to you all.
Sonia Ungerman
December 23, 2012
Jack was a shining light in our family; being married to my sister, he became a brother to me and to my 2 other sisters. He loved much, and was much-loved! Dorothy
He loved every family gatherings, and for years took a photo of each guest as they entered their house for a party. Every gathering was fun and busy for multi-generational guests - sports-watching on tv plus diverse conversations in a friendly, but hectic setting. Great memories! Rich
Rich & Dorothy Johnson
December 22, 2012
"Throw some in","Carriers",A&W and KFC...I love you dad. You will be missed but I know you are audtioning records and golfing in Heaven.
Sharon Hernandez
December 21, 2012
Jack hired me to KCFE radio. He was a wonderful man. He had such a classic style and knew radio and Jazz better then anyone. He was a pioneer in Jazz Radio. He has a wonderful family, two of his children - Mickey and Rob I had the great pleasure of working with and they both embodied his spirit and knowledge of Radio and Jazz, I am sure he was very proud of his entire family. He will be remembered by many as a great friend, father, husband and man. God Bless Jack, play some of that great Jazz in heaven.
Kathy Jalivay
December 21, 2012
Jack Moore gave me my first job in commercial radio broadcasting. It was my honor many years later to be asked to induct him into the Minnesota Broadcasters Hall of Fame. Now - even more years later - I'm embarking on a new broadcasting journey at a radio station with the same call letters as the one where I proudly worked with Jack: KTWN, known as "K-TWIN". I will always hold him, Emily and and their family in deep regard and with a special place in my heart.
Brian Turner
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