There is a special bond that a father has with his son. That bond builds strength over the time and events that each of us are fortunate enough to share together in our lives. I am privileged, honored, and extremely lucky to be one of my fathers children. As I reflect over the years that we shared together, he was a great Dad.

He always lead by example, and taught me numerous life lessons of what it takes to become a man:

-Take care of, protect, and be the provider for your family, and always give them unconditional love;
-Work hard, and rewards will always follow;
-Show respect and courtesy to others;
-Trust in your instinct, as it usually gives you the right answer;
-Always strive to do your best, no matter what you are doing;
-Be honest and loyal to your friends;
-Don't ever be afraid to make mistakes, just make sure you always learn from them;
-Have an opinion, but make sure it is thought through
-It's OK to dream big, just make sure you maintain a sense of reality;
-Being stupid or ignorant is never an excuse;
-Spend wisely, but it is fine to treat yourself on occasion;
-Being polite and using your manners will always get you far;
-Smile, find humor, and try to laugh often;
-Don't blame others. Accept the responsibilities and consequences of your actions;
-Respect nature and the planet, and admire what God has created;
-Be positive, supportive, and always give encouragement;
-Share with others who are less fortunate, and give without asking anything in return;
-Watch your language;
-Be prepared;
-It's never OK to lie, cheat or steal
-Be brave, confident, and strong in your convictions;
-Always arrive on time. That is an easy way to show courtesy and respect;
-Aim to do the right thing, and resist the temptation when you know it is wrong;
-Set a positive example so it may be imitated by others;
-Always stay truthful to your word;
-Immerse yourself and respect the world's different cultures, religions, traditions, and people;
-Use deodorant and brush your teeth, or you will never have a girlfriend;
-And lastly, listen to your Mother. She is always right. These are lessons of my father that has provided a strong foundation and platform for me to build upon into manhood. Affectionately called "Pops" by me and will dearly be missed but never forgotten the legacy of your teachings and blessings will live on. A Man of action and few words who God took the time to share one of his beloved sons with us and he shinned his light unto his family and became a anchor, and a rock a true sign of love and stability. Leading by example caring for the people of community and was a pillar of Care, Dignity and Respect. Your legacy will live on in all the lives that you have touched and impacted and we will honor your memory and celebrate your life we love you and miss you thinking of you always.

Lois Joan North
Sept. 1, 1933 – Feb. 16, 2016

Lois Joan North died Feb. 16, 2016, at home in Windsor, Colo., after a courageous battle with Parkinson’s Disease. She was 82.

Joan was born Sept. 1, 1933, in Morden, Manitoba, Canada, the daughter of Edward and Christine Wessler. She grew up in Hamilton, Ontario, with her sister Connie and brother Paul. She graduated from Delta Secondary School and received her teacher’s degree from Hamilton Teacher’s College in Hamilton.

On Aug. 27, 1955, she married Richard Ralph North at St. Paul United Methodist Church in Hamilton, Ont.

Joan worked as a grade school teacher in Kingston, Ont., while Dick attended Queens University Medical School. After Dick graduated from Medical School, the couple moved to Houston, Texas, for his residency.

The first three of four daughters were born in Houston. The family then moved to Dallas where Dick joined a neurology practice and Joan focused on raising their four daughters.

The family lived in Dallas for 45 years, from 1968 to 2013. Joan was an active member of Spring Valley United Methodist Church in Richardson. She taught Sunday School there for several years.

She was a volunteer for many years and many organizations. She was a docent with the Dallas Zoo; she helped plan weddings at the Dallas Arboretum and delivered Meals on Wheels. She also was a Girl Scout troop leader.

She enjoyed playing tennis, traveling with her family and the company of her tight group of female friends. “She was the embodiment of a ‘true friend.’”

In the 1980s, Joan became a certified Realtor and worked for 15 years in the real estate industry in Dallas.

After retirement, Joan and Dick enjoyed international travels with friends as well as visiting their daughters and eight grandchildren. They spent summers in the mountains of Frisco, Colo., for the past 18 years and spent winters in Dallas. In 2013, they left Texas and moved to Water Valley Senior Living in Windsor, Colo., to be closer to two daughters and six of their grandchildren.

Joan was an excellent knitter and quilter. She made many blankets and hats for babies born at Parkland Hospital in Dallas, as well as for her grandchildren, friends’ grandchildren and many others.

“She was a wonderful wife, sister, mother, Gramma and friend, who cared deeply for those around her. We will miss her warm embraces, conversations about everything under the sun, especially during ‘cocktail hour,’ and that twinkle in her eye that always accompanied her laugh.”

Joan is survived by her husband of 60 years, Dick; daughter Elizabeth Staggs and husband Mark of Loudon, Tenn.; daughter Amy MacRitchie and husband Shawn of Fort Collins, Colo.; daughter Julie Hay and husband Matt of McLean, Va.; daughter Kristin Hamm and husband Kevin of Centennial, Colo.; and grandchildren Erin and Conor MacRitchie; Trent and Logan Hay; and Alice, Sophie, Charlie and Clara Hamm; her sister, Connie Evans, and brother, Paul Wessler. She was preceded in death by her parents.

Her family will celebrate her life and spread her cremains in her mountain garden in Frisco this summer.

In lieu of flowers, memorial donations can be made to Accent Care Hospice, 1180 Main St., # 9, Windsor, CO 80550.

Arrangements were handled by Goes Funeral Care in Fort Collins.

Today we celebrate the life of Shelley...

Cheryl Coope, loving wife of John Coope, passed unexpectedly January 31. Through many hardships she spent her days trying to brighten the lives of others. She loved coloring with her granddaughter, Daisy, and spending time with her children. She leaves behind her husband of 34 years John, her beloved dog Cuddlebug, her 3 children, April, Jonathan and Bryan, and many others that loved her dearly.

Peter Blaser

Our relationship started 35 years ago. 1981 Hans and I concluded our cooperation with a handshake in NYC.

As a mechanical engineer Hans was very interested in our Blasocut and he agreed in starting our US-venture from scratch. I had a very good feeling about our mutual future in America and I was convinced Hans was the right person to start the business. Before a drum of Blasocut was sold, he literally had to furnish our first office in White Plains, buy the first pencil, hire a secretary, salesmen and instruct his new crew.

Hans was very capable in contacting potential customers and the way he instructed the new sales crew about the merits of our coolants was very convincing. As a result Blaser Swisslube USA was successful and grew rapidly. Already in 1985 we started to build our production plant in Goshen. During his time as president, Hans expanded the market presence all over USA. What a wonderful achievement! I was highly impressed by Hans’s way of leading his crew, and I always appreciated his continuous support for the other markets. His absolute commitment and his straightforward comments were exemplary. Everybody loved Hans for his support and loyalty towards his employees, his colleagues, his boss, and of course his customers.

After Hans’s retirement, we always enjoyed to see him at the Christmas party, which he usually attended.

Last Christmas Hans was in Switzerland. Even though he loved to live in America he planed to sell his house in Ossining and move closer to his family.

Unfortunately his last plan did not come true. Hans has passed away in his beloved America.
His nephew Thomas flew in from Jakarta and made all the arrangements to bring him back to Switzerland.

Tuesday, February 23rd Hans Schneider will be buried next to his beloved wife Helen at the Cemetery of Frauenfeld in Switzerland.

Hans, we missed you at the Christmas Party. All of us, who had the pleasure to know you, will always remember you in kindness.

Ruthie Mae Gatewood (Moody) was born on August 26, 1962 in Rossville, TN to the late Clarence and Willie Gatewood .She was one girl among three sisters and two brothers, and she was loving and an a very kind hearted person. Ruthie attended Coleman High School. Ruthie accepted Christ at an early age at Carver Height Baptist Church.
During the Spring of 1977, Ruthie and Davis Moss established a committed relationship. To the union five children were born.
Ruthie loved spending time with family and friends during family gatherings. She loved her family very much and would do anything she could for them. She loved listening to music by Lionel Richie, Billy Ocean and depending on what kind of mood she was in she also liked listening to blues. She also loved watching soaperas with her youngest daughter and her husband. She also loved wrestling around with her son Leonard a.k.a turkey nose and loved sitting around also joking around with her other children.Ruthie loved all of her family and she was crazy about her grandchildren and one little who always had her busy and she called him her lammy pie.
She was preceded in death by three sisters, Roberta Motley, Earnestine Moss, Bertha Poindexter; and one brother Clarence Gatewood.
She leaves to cherish and honor her memories, a loving husband Davis Moss; two daughters Sharon Gatewood, Debra Gatewood, three sons, Leonard Gatewood (Leeann), Lenell Gatewood, Derrick Gatewood; one sister Jerline Gatewood and one brother Calvin Gatewood fourteen grandchildren, host of nieces and nephews, cousins and friends.