Arba Thomas Jett

1936 - 2025

Arba Thomas Jett
Nov. 22, 1936 – Aug. 16, 2025

Arba Thomas Jett, age 88, of Vian, passed away peacefully at his home on Saturday, August 16, 2025, with his loving family by his side.
He was born on Nov. 22, 1936, in Paden, the son of Aaron Abednego Jett and Irene Dona (Hanna) Jett. A.T. was married to his loving wife, Miriam Loretta (Worley) Jett on January 29, 1958, in Fresno, Calif. He was a faithful member of Eastside Holiness Church, Muldrow, Oklahoma.
He was preceded in death by his parents, six siblings, Andrew, Nathan, Paul, Glenn, and two infants, one daughter-in-law Kirbie Lynn Jett, and two grandchildren.
He is survived by his wife, of 67 years; his four loving children and their spouses, Arba Jett and Lori of Vian, Oklahoma, Loretta Parks and Roger of Cunningham, Kentucky, Anna Stewart and Allen of Sallisaw, Oklahoma, Dwayne Jett of Vian, Oklahoma; twelve grandchildren; twenty-six great-grandchildren; his 3 brothers, Kenneth Jett of Denton, Texas, John Jett of Waxahachie, Texas, David Jett of Tecumseh, Oklahoma, and four sisters, Nancy Griffin of Midwest City, Oklahoma, Wanda Bristow of Shawnee, Oklahoma, Carol Quinality of Prague, Oklahoma, and Mary Beauford of Seminole, Oklahoma.
A.T. will be remembered not only for the love he gave his family, but also for his diligent work mindset. He was a dedicated and hard-working man whose quiet strength and commitment to doing things right left a lasting impression on all who knew him.
A visitation for Arba will be held from 4 to 7 p.m. on Thursday, Aug. 21, 2025, at the Sequoyah Memorial Chapel of Forever Memories Funeral Services located at 463505 Highway 101 Sallisaw, Oklahoma. Services will be held at the Calvary Temple Church in Sallisaw at 1 p.m. on Friday Aug. 22, 2025. Burial will follow at the Garden of Memories Cemetery in Vian.
I MADE IT HOME
I just wanted to let you know that
I made it home.
Everything is so pretty here,
so white, so fresh, so new.
I wish that you could close
your eyes so you could see it too.
Please try not to be sad for me.
Try to understand.
God is taking care of me...
I'm in the shelter of His hands.
Here there is no sadness,
and no sorrow, and no pain.
Here there is no crying,
and I'll never hurt again.
Here it is so peaceful,
when all the angels sing.
I really have to go for now ...
I've just got to try my wings.
PS... I'll be the first face
you see when you get here!