Victor L. GROVER

Victor GROVER Obituary

GROVER Victor L. Born under a wandering star, on November 3, 1931, Lee Grover passed away on May 11, 2010, at the age of 78. Lee, followed a career as a professional forester and wildlife manager that led him from a comfortable, middle-class community of Maplewood, New Jersey to distant wilds including Maine, Oregon, Western Canada, Nevada, Arizona and Texas with the Bureau of Land Management. Following retirement from the US Bureau of Land Management, Lee finally put down roots in Toledo, Ohio where he devoted himself to his passions. He loved his Lord and did book and slide presentations for his church. Lee loved fishing and belonged to Toledo Metroparks and Erie Shores Birding Assn. Lee is survived by his wife, Eloise Straley Grover; sons, Mark Grover of California and Steve and Brian Grover of British Columbia; daughter, Vicki Panos of California; grandchildren, Jeffery Grover and Allison Grover of British Columbia, Tyler Panos of California and Christopher Parkins and Nicholas Parkins of Toledo; step children, Lisa Ward and Matt Corkins; brother, Richard of New York. Graveside Services were at Wilderness Preserve in Wilmot, OH. A Memorial Service will be held on May 20th at Concordia Lutheran Church (3636 S. Detroit) at 7 p.m. Blanchard-Strabler Funeral Home (419) 269-1111. Online condolences: blanchardstrabler.com

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Published by The Blade from May 13 to May 20, 2010.

Memories and Condolences
for Victor GROVER

8 Entries

Brian Grover

May 26, 2010

Yo Papa: Havin' a beer in your honour with the rest of the kidz in Palm Springs.

George Thompson

May 21, 2010

I worked with Lee in the Toledo MetroParks vernal pool program about 5 years ago. He was a great guy and got me inspired to get more involved with volunteer activities. What a great naturalist he was. And he was one of the most interesting people to talk to and a joy to be around. He will be missed. God bless.

George Thompson

Mark Grover

May 21, 2010

Dad
I hope you have found what you spent your life searching for.
rest in peace pop's.

Ben Rodriguez

May 14, 2010

So brief in my life, may those left behind now look up to the stars and see you watching over us.

Patricia Hill

May 14, 2010

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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