Jack Cameron Lee Benton had already passed away when he was delivered by C-Section at Merritt Hospital in Flowood, Ms. His mother was RH Negative and due to the rareness of this blood type he was not able to survive. He was a special surprise and even though we were not able to see or hold him, we will forever love and hold him in our hearts.

Robert M Jasin passed away on October 18th 2017 at his sons home in Mesa Arizona. Bob was born in Chicago IL. on January 16, 1947. He was the son Bruno R. and Delores M. (Haag) Jasin who preceded him in death. He was married to Barbara K. (Bostwick) for 45 years, she passed in 2016. He had one sister Jan D. Jasin who also preceded him in death. He is survived by three stepsons Terry Bohn of Mesa, AZ, Mike Kinney of Monee, IL and Mark Bohn of Bloomfield, IN.

Bob enjoyed his work. He held various positions before becoming an estimator for Able Steel company in Mesa,Az.

His hobbies were camping and fishing. He was an avid NASCAR fan and visited many tracks through the years.

He will be missed by all.

Cora Katherine (Beery) Harper was born in Spokane, Washington; the fourth of five children of Curtis C. and Sarah (Russell) Beery.
She graduated from Seattle’s Lincoln High School in 1940 and was awarded a six week scholarship to a local art school to introduce her to a possible art career. She was unable to continue her art education at that time. She worked for the telephone company in Puyallup and painted seasonal graphics on a bakery window. She was a talented artist and spent many years throughout her life perfecting her talent.
In January 1946, she married Jack O. Harper in Puyallup; they made their home in the Seattle area and had three children. In the late 1950s, Cora worked for the city of Seattle as a parking enforcement officer. She was on one of the first 10-person “meter maid” crews.
In 1961, the family moved to Sherwood, Oregon. She worked in the berry and bean fields with her children in the summer. When her children were old enough to go to the fields unsupervised; she went to work for the Portland Canning Company as a line supervisor; and then Garrigus-Sherwood Lumberyard as an in-store clerk specializing in mixing paint colors. In the 1970s, she managed the food service for Sherwood High School.
In the early 1970s, Cora took oil painting classes from Shirley Olson and in the late 1980s she enrolled in classes from Vick Rivera at the Woodburn Art Center (Glatt House). Cora was a board member of the Woodburn Art Center and in January 2001 was a featured artist at the Glatt House Gallery.
She was an active member in PTA and American Field Service. In her retirement, she and her husband, Jack, enjoyed Volksmarching and traveling. She was also a member of the Retired United Airlines Employees Association; and made table decorations for their monthly meetings.
Cora was a hard-working, loving and kind person; devoted to her family and gracious and considerate to all. She is preceded in death by her husband of 66 years, and daughter, Susan Galyen. She is survived by her son, Wynn Harper and his wife, Carol; her daughter, Kimberlee Graves and her husband, Merrick; as well as four grandchildren: Amanda Harper-Phillips, Emily (Harper) Ward; Jennifer (Hagey) Honaker and Jack Hagey; and five great-grandchildren: Sophia, Clara, Mara, Sienna and Orion.
Donations in memory of Cora Katherine Harper may be made to Providence Hospice of Seattle.

Larry Don Hatfield was born January 24th 1948 to Theodore and Eddie Lou Hatfield in Amarillo, Texas. Larry told his last (and most likely inappropriate) joke on September 8th. Early on September 9th at the age of 69 he called it a day, kicked the bucket, gave up the ghost, and bit the dust.
Larry grew up in Borger, Texas where his shenanigans were the stuff of legends. He graduated from Borger High School in 1966 and joined the Navy in February 1968. He considered himself the luckiest man alive when he married his High School Sweetheart, Shelah Vandergriff on May 17th 1968 after completing boot camp. They moved to a scary little house in Pensacola Florida and survived on biscuits, peanut butter and love. In Puerto Rico, they learned that you can strip old wax from floors with Bacardi and nurses in Puerto Rican Maternity wards only speak Spanish. Larry barely survived being separated from his family while he was stationed in Okinawa, Japan, but did try some Kobe beef that one time. After leaving the Navy, he and Shelah settled in San Angelo, TX to raise their family, work and pursue an interest in local and state politics. He served as the Tom Green County Republican Party Chairman, Parliamentarian for the Republican Party of Texas and was also a Delegate to the Republican National Convention in 1988. Larry was a salesman, it didn’t matter what he was selling, he could sell “Ice to an Eskimo” and he loved it. After 30-year career in sales and his kids grown up and gone he decided it was time to make a change. He became a Fiber Optic Cable inspector and he and Shelah left San Angelo for their “Great Adventure”. For the next 12 years, they were full time RVers, working, living and making friends from the East Coast to the West finally settling down for retirement in Fernley, Nevada. The last several years Larry has been dedicated to serving the Loyal Order of Moose and honing his grilling skills. He was a member of Fernley Nevada Moose Lodge where he served as Governor from 2014 – 2016 and was a Legionnaire of the High Sierra Moose Legion. At the time of his death he was serving as Junior Past Governor and was President Elect of the High Sierra Moose Legion.
Larry will be missed and is survived by his Son Sean and wife Bernadette of Green Cove Springs FL, Daughter Shannon and Husband Chad of Grand Prairie TX, Grandchildren Scott, Courtney, Brian and Amy, Sister-in-Law and Best Friend Doris Berigtold of Fernley NV, Brothers Richard of Amarillo TX and Randy of Borger TX, many nieces and nephews and his dog, little shit (real name Max). He was preceded in death by his wife Shelah and his parents.
Larry had some serious health problems for the last few years but survived them up until now. He made friends everywhere he went and will be remembered for his sense of humor and his quick wit. He loved God, his family, Texas, the outdoors, Coors Original and the Dallas Cowboys. There wasn’t a bet he wouldn’t take and somehow, even when he didn’t win, he won. He died like he lived, doing it his own way.

Every steps I take... Every moves am make ... Every single day and time am praying I have been missing you.