Barbara Courter
“Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguishes one man from another.”
Ernest Hemingway
January 1965 is my earliest memory I have of Joe. It was on my 5th birthday and Joe and Kathy gave me a horse statue. I named the horse Trigger. It meant a lot to me then and it still does to this day.
Joe always had a great deal of influence on my life, if he knew it or not I will never know. Joe and his grandmother were my sponsors at my Baptism at Sacred Heart Church. There was never a dull moment growing up around Nancy, Diane, Little Joe and Scott and Joe and Kathy always worked hard to provide a good home for them.
But time moves on and life moves on. A few years ago I received a package from Joe and Kathy for my birthday. It was a beautiful platter with a horse and barn. I will always treasure it.
Several years ago, Joe and Kathy came to Leavenworth. While visiting my brother and me at our old family home on Klemp Street, Joe took Ripley for a walk up to Hawthorn Park. Joe was always known for doing the unexpected which is exactly what he did that day. He had been gone for about an hour and when he returned we found out why. Instead of going up to the park, he walked down to their old house on Ohio Street. He said he knocked on the door and a lady answered. He told her that he used to live there and would like to see the inside of the house. She let him and Ripley in and he walked through the entire house.
I couldn’t believe it. Joe had convinced a complete stranger to let him and his dog into their home and on top of that she let them walk all through her house. Only Joe could accomplish something like that.
Joe always had a boyish way about him. He was always quick with a joke or comment. I will surely miss him.
Barbie, Randy and Alex Courter