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Ted Weier
December 13, 2024
Good guy and a great scense of humor. I'm sorry to here this. Rest in peace Marine.
Randy McKay
December 12, 2024
Jeffrey was a true friend that after just 1 meeting you knew that he was the real deal. He worked hard to sell me this house that I'm writing this from and was going to be the broker for a couple of houses that will be sold in a few months. I'm going to miss him. Best wishes and prayers to the family. I can't believe that he's gone...
Jim Fry
December 12, 2024
I had the pleasure of having a few beers and laughs with Jeff when we were in Kaneohe. When the clutch went on my island hopper, Jeff spearheaded the remedy. I didn't even know we had access to a mechanics garage with all the tools needed until he took me there. Within a few hours he had me back on the road. Thanks again Jeff! Semper Fi Devil Dog!
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Tom Flanigan
December 11, 2024
Jeff was a unique individual. Unique today especially, because he was absolutely genuine. Jeff´s concern was the welfare of the people he loved, and he gave everything to everyone around him. Jeff was successful in his business ventures for three reasons. 1) he was a workaholic, 2) he was good salesman, 3) he was a good at what he did because his word mattered, and you could rely on it. That´s where the rubber meets the road. He relied on his word and was accountable for it, while expecting others to also be accountable.
Jeff and I were roommates in Barracks 417 on the Kaneohe Bay Marine Corps Air Station, now known less poetically as Marine Corps Base Hawaii. We were both part of Marine Air Logistics Squadron 24, Ordnance (MALS-24 Ordnance), of the 1st Marine Expeditionary Brigade. Jeff had previously been a Sea Bee, in the Navy, and after that enlistment joined the Marines on the eve of the 1st Gulf War.
We became fast friends. Many of the Marines in our unit, and the barracks in general, were from the Mid-west, East, South, and California. Jeff being form coastal Oregon, and myself being from western Montana, were the Pacific Northwest oddities. Although when Grunge broke, we thought we were pretty cool.
I was on a different deployment every 6 months, but Jeff´s specific job was tied to the mother unit and he was only deployable if the entire unit were called to action. So, Jeff stayed in Hawaii for the bulk of his tour. Jeff would take care of me when I got back from a deployment. I remember more than once, getting off a plane on the flight line at Kaneohe Bay, and having all the married Marines run to meet their wives and families, followed quickly by the Marines whose girlfriends were waiting to meet them with traditional leighs, etc. After all the chaos and cheers faded and the crowd parted, there would be Jeff with a 12 pack of Budweiser and a smirk on his face waiting for me. Instead of waiting in line to get issued a new room number and linens after extremely long flight, Jeff would have a ride waiting and we would go back to the barracks, where he had already strategically checked me in, got me a rack in his room, and already had my bedding checked out. If that is not a true friend, absolutely nothing is. Little things like that after a 6 month deployment and an 18 hour flight go a long way.
I was discharged in August of 94. Jeff got out a couple of months later and came to Montana to have Thanksgiving with my Mom and me. While he was there, we went downtown in Stevensville to the Gold Nugget Saloon and had a good night of it. It snowed that night and my Mom called me from work and said that we must have had a good time, because the only tracks in town were our footprints crisscrossing each other in the snow from downtown all the way home (about 5 blocks).
A few years later when I would finish my field season of archaeological work, and before returning to school, I took a week trying to be Jack Kerouac and drove out to the coast and started my Hwy 101 journey by visiting Jeff and his amazing wife and daughters in southern Oregon and then took 101 to Sequim, WA, and back to Missoula. Without Jeff being that anchor point, I probably wouldn´t have ever done it. He made that adventure happen.
I talked to Jeff early last November, when I was once again toying with some job opportunities near him, and I knew that if I was looking for a place to live he would get me exactly what I needed. That idea was short lived, but we wished each other a Happy 249th Marine Corps birthday a few weeks ago, and now he is no longer with us.
But he is not gone, Jeff will always be here in substantial ways through his family and friends. Everyone who had the honor of genuinely meeting Jeff will always carry him with them. It´s almost impossible to imagine the empty space Jeff´s family is feeling now given his keystone personality in their lives, but if we can be like Jeff maybe we can lessen everyone´s load around his passing.
Tom Flanigan
December 11, 2024
Jeff was a unique individual. Unique today especially, because he was absolutely genuine. Jeff´s concern was the welfare of the people he loved, and he gave everything to everyone around him. Jeff was successful in his business ventures for three reasons. 1) he was a workaholic, 2) he was good salesman, 3) he was a good at what he did because his word mattered, and you could rely on it. That´s where the rubber meets the road. He relied on his word and was accountable for it, while expecting others to also be accountable.
Jeff and I were roommates in Barracks 417 on the Kaneohe Bay Marine Corps Air Station, now known less poetically as Marine Corps Base Hawaii. We were both part of Marine Air Logistics Squadron 24, Ordnance (MALS-24 Ordnance), of the 1st Marine Expeditionary Brigade. Jeff had previously been a Sea Bee, in the Navy, and after that enlistment joined the Marines on the eve of the 1st Gulf War.
We became fast friends. Many of the Marines in our unit, and the barracks in general, were from the Mid-west, East, South, and California. Jeff being form coastal Oregon, and myself being from western Montana, were the Pacific Northwest oddities. Although when Grunge broke, we thought we were pretty cool.
I was on a different deployment every 6 months, but Jeff´s specific job was tied to the mother unit and he was only deployable if the entire unit were called to action. So, Jeff stayed in Hawaii for the bulk of his tour. Jeff would take care of me when I got back from a deployment. I remember more than once, getting off a plane on the flight line at Kaneohe Bay, and having all the married Marines run to meet their wives and families, followed quickly by the Marines whose girlfriends were waiting to meet them with traditional leighs, etc. After all the chaos and cheers faded and the crowd parted, there would be Jeff with a 12 pack of Budweiser and a smirk on his face waiting for me. Instead of waiting in line to get issued a new room number and linens after extremely long flight, Jeff would have a ride waiting and we would go back to the barracks, where he had already strategically checked me in, got me a rack in his room, and already had my bedding checked out. If that is not a true friend, absolutely nothing is. Little things like that after a 6 month deployment and an 18 hour flight go a long way.
I was discharged in August of 94. Jeff got out a couple of months later and came to Montana to have Thanksgiving with my Mom and me. While he was there, we went downtown in Stevensville to the Gold Nugget Saloon and had a good night of it. It snowed that night and my Mom called me from work and said that we must have had a good time, because the only tracks in town were our footprints crisscrossing each other in the snow from downtown all the way home (about 5 blocks).
A few years later when I would finish my field season of archaeological work, and before returning to school, I took a week trying to be Jack Kerouac and drove out to the coast and started my Hwy 101 journey by visiting Jeff and his amazing wife and daughters in southern Oregon and then took 101 to Sequim, WA, and back to Missoula. Without Jeff being that anchor point, I probably wouldn´t have ever done it. He made that adventure happen.
I talked to Jeff early last November, when I was once again toying with some job opportunities near him, and I knew that if I was looking for a place to live he would get me exactly what I needed. That idea was short lived, but we wished each other a Happy 249th Marine Corps birthday a few weeks ago, and now he is no longer with us.
But he is not gone, Jeff will always be here in substantial ways through his family and friends. Everyone who had the honor of genuinely meeting Jeff will always carry him with them. It´s almost impossible to imagine the empty space Jeff´s family is feeling now given his keystone personality in their lives, but if we can be like Jeff maybe we can lessen everyone´s load around his passing. - Tom Flanigan
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