In Memoriam...

Jerold Farrar Lazenby

Uncle- In- Law

May 17, 1935-May 12, 2008

Georgiana Lazenby Erickson

Mother- In- Law

June 10, 1947- December 5, 2006

Becky Lynn Pollard Watson

(My Step-mom)

1958-2002

Lynne Jay Lundberg

Grandfather

January 6, 1926- May 11, 2008

Also...

My Grandfather Lee Watson

My Father-In-Law Larry Reynolds Erickson (although I never knew him) lived August 18, 1936-October 2, 1993.

Happy Memorial Day...

Memorial Services

By reading the below posts you can probably guess why I have not posted anything in a while. I have been pretty preoccupied with things going on around here. My Grandpa passed away on Mother's Day. The very next morning I left for St George with my mom and on the drive there Eric called and informed me that his Uncle Jerold, whom he was very close to, had also passed away. Alot to handle. This all made for a VERY busy week. I enjoyed seeing family that I had not seen in a long time but I wished it had been under different circumstances. Braiden had a pretty good relationship with Grandpa so it was hard for him to see him in his casket yet I was so impressed by his calm way of knowing that "Grandpa is with Heavenly Father now, Mom. We will see him again someday." Amazing, the faith of a child. Wednesday was the funeral in St George and he was buried in Ogden on Friday so we did alot of traveling but I would not have missed any of it.

I badly need to do a catch-up post but I think it will have to be tomorrow. For this post I will show you all some of the awesome pics from my Grandfather's Memorial Service. It as so cool. Yes there were tears...lots of them; but also an overwhelming sense of calm and peace in my Grandma's house and at his graveside. It was hard to walk into the house and not see him right there, sitting in his chair to say "Hello Kid" in his deep voice. My mom and I had a hard time at that point but it soon got a little easier to walk in the front door after a couple days.
My mom and I at the viewing.





Grandma, Uncle Gary, Aunt Joy

Color guard at Graveside service.

TAPS

The presentation of the flag to my Grandma

Saying last goodbye.

My Uncle Eric, Grandpa's only son, looking at his casket.

Lundberg Family

I had the opportunity to share a couple of my memories at his funeral. All I could think of to say was thank you Grandpa. Because I don't think I thanked him enough while he was alive. I know he knew that I loved him. But I cannot remember saying thank you enough.

Saturday was Jerold's funeral. It was also a very nice service. Eric and I have had enough of death and funerals to last a lifetime but were glad that everything turned out nicely and the suffering is over for both of them.

OK...enough about sad things. Until my next post.

We Love you Grandpa!

Lynne "Jay" Lundberg Will Be Missed ST. GEORGE- Lynne "Jay" Lundberg, son of Lynne and Elese Barlow Lundberg, returned to his Heavenly Home, Heavenly Father and his Savior May 11, 2008. He was released from his earthly suffering of eight years, eight years of fighting to stay with his beloved wife, Elaine Gwynn. Often he expressed his love of her and her beauty. She was able to care for him after years of him providing, lovingly and diligently, for her and their six children: Eric (Sue Randal), Janet (LaVere Mathie), Nancy (Robert Schonlau), Betsy Bates, Amy (Jay Marks), and Alice (Arlen Jones). He unselfishly helped provide for 13 foster children too. His family and church (Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints) were foremost in his life. Service through teaching all ages and being a speaker at firesides and conferences were his favorites. He was drafted for service in World War II, attended West Point, left military service at the war's end to pursue a different course in life. He served a mission for his church in the Spanish American mission. He enjoyed many years of schooling. In the early years in Washington DC where he grew up, and the later years all over the country which led to five degrees and completion of seven majors, a doctorate and two careers. His career of 39 years with IBM was brilliant and kept him traveling the world. He contributed greatly. He programmed the first IBM computer and set up the first business manufacturing plant operations on computer. His second career as a marriage and family counselor, benefited many as he volunteered many hours at a free clinic and at home. Just before his death his wife, Elaine and he shared tears over the poem, "Can I go now" written by Susan A. Jackson. He is survived by his beloved wife, Elaine, their six children, brother Gary Lundberg, 26 grandchildren and 55 great-grandchildren. Jay was preceded in death by his brother Don Lundberg, grandson Larry Lundberg, and great grandson Caleb Mills, and his parents. Funeral services will be held Wed., May 14, 2008 at 11 a.m. at the Green Valley Stake Center, 511 South Valley View Dr., St. George, Utah. Friends and family may call on Tues., May 13th from 6-8 p.m. at Spilsbury Mortuary, 110 S. Bluff St. and on Wed., at the church from 9:30-10:30 a.m. prior to services. Interment will be held Fri., May 16, 2008 at 11 a.m. in the Ogden City Cemetery, 20th and Madison, Ogden, Utah. Services under the direction of Myers Mortuary. Condolences may be sent to the family at www.myers-mortuary.com Published in the Deseret News on 5/13/2008.

~Lynn Jay Lundberg~ My Grandfather~

I am wrinting this post from St George, UT where my Grandma and Grandpa Lundberg (mom's parents) live. I decided to come down here because last week my Grandpa had a heart attack that set off his internal defibrillator and sent him flying to the floor. His heart has stopped numerous times since then and his doctor has assured my grandmother that his heart will stop , and will not start re-start, any day now.

I have had the awesome opportunity to gain a strong loving relationship with my Grandparents over the years as they have helped my family through times of trouble and always been around for times of celebration. They have been "foster" parents to us at certain points and have always been an example of strength, love, and righteousness to those they meet.

My Grandpa, Lynn Jay Lundberg, has always been a man of many stories and of lessons that have changed and strengthened me in times of need. He is a spritually driven, highly educated, mechanically inclined, and well spoken example of a person. Through his work as a marriage and family therapist over the years he has changed so many lives. We would joke that he would never make a living out of this if he didn't stop fixing people so fast. I knew that if I let him, Grandpa would begin "therapizing" me without me even knowing it but it ALWAYS made me feel better. Through our growing up years, it has been a well known fact that Grandpa, as the patriarch of his family, had to show approval for any big step that was to be taken in our lives. He has met just about every boyfriend and girlfriend of a serious nature in the family as his approval has always been whole-heartedly sought after.

When I go visit Grandma & Grandpa it is always known that all gum is to be spit out, no loud chewing sounds are permitted. Remove all visible body piercings and cover all tattoos. Do not use the word "try". Always wear shoes and for heavens sake: "In or out, but SHUT THE DOOR!" If you know my grandpa then you know exactly what I am talking about.

As I have spent the last few days with my Grandparents, in their home, I have reflected frequently on all the memories we have made across the years. I am so amazed by the love that they have for their children, grand-children, great grandchildren and for eachother. They have been married for 62 years. What an awesome feat! They were eachothers first loves. This family has had a fair share of trials over the years. Each of their children has suffered in one way or another and through it all, there they were, by their sides to help and support in any way they could.

I look at Grandpa now. Today. This morning. And I see a weary man. Who is tired of being sick and in pain. Who sits and listens intently to Grandma and my Aunt plan every detail of his funeral. Who watches us clean and de-junk his home and get rid of his personal things, knowing full well that soon he won't be here to enjoy them but that they will soon become a burden to Grandma. I see him look at Grandma and already miss her because she won't be where he is going for a while. I see him worry that she won't be ok without him. I look in his tired eyes as I give him a blanket or bring him his dinner and know that he loves me so much. He is so proud of me and what I have done with my life. He knows me. I see him looking at the pictures of my children with tears in his eyes and marvel at how beautiful a posterity he has. I see him asleep peacefully in his chair and wonder just how long it will be before he finally does leave us. That day has never seemed far off but also seems like it may never happen. I wish i could make him better. I wish he could be with us forever. But I know his time is near and he is going to a better place to gain his eternal exaltation that he has surely earned.

I love him and I love who he is.

My Grandfather.

ADDENDUM TO THIS ENTRY ADDED APRIL 23rd...

My Father's Heart
By Betsy Bates

The Dr. says it’s weakened
The heart within his chest
This never would be possible
I know my Father best.

He is a man of strength
His stride was never broken
Straight and strong were his steps
Complaining words not ever spoken.

He thrives on all there is
He is a man of knowledge
This man and all his wisdom
used the world as his college.

Its true as all will say
That never far behind
The man in all his greatness
Is his wife’s gentle mind.

The slowly beating heart
At the end of great men’s lives
Is just a way God prepares it
To hand it to his wife

My father’s love never faltered
He knew where it belongs
Within his children’s souls and minds
His heart continues to beat strong.

There is a part of him in us
The family he leaves behind
The hearts of all his children
Beat strong and intertwined.

The Dr. says it’s weakened
The heart within his chest
This never would be possible
I know my Father best.