Your Granddaughters
Dad is would like to introduce you to your Granddaughters.
Shelby Lynne is a bright beautiful young lady who in ever sort she can think of, she be 14 years old on November 1. Amber Rose is a very spunky bright young lady who loves every craft she can think of, she is 11 years old.
Dad
I see pictures of you and always wonder what it would have been like for you to hold me just one more time to tell me everything would be OK. I would love you to meet my daughters Youth granddaughters Shelby Lynne is a beautiful bright young lady who will be 14 years old Nov. 1 and Amber Rose a very talent beautiful 11 year old. I look at pictures of them and I can see you in their smiles. Here is a picture of both of the girls please watch over them.
Remembering J.H.
Posted on 5/22/15 - by Sheri Hayes-Olson
I remember you from my 8th Grade Math Class in Shenandoah. Life was not easy for you but you made a difference. So thankful you were a father with a remarkable son that has followed in your shoes. I read the remembrance from your daughter-in-law and it brought me to tears. I am thankful I knew you and thankful I remember you. Thank you for the service to your country even though we lost you so young you were a father and your son is your legacy. God Bless you J.H.
RIP JH.........
He was my friend... Rest in peace as you never had much before
Manuel Pino B/2/8th Cav, 1st Cav Div
C/2/8th Cav Rgt, 1st Cav Div
May 6, 2008
Kathleen Marquez-Houston
kardie@yahoo.com
Daughter-In-Law
Wichita Falls, TX 76311 USA
A Letter to J
Dear J, Although I never met you, I feel as though I owe you a lot. Not only for your courage in fighting a war our country sent you to fight, but for what you left behind. You had four children, the oldest James I fell in love with and married over 17 years ago. The three-year-old boy you left behind has turned into a fine man that has served his country for over 20 years in the Marine Corps. The morals and values that were instilled in you have been instilled in him, his grandfather (your father) made sure of that. Each of your children have your smile but, I often wonder other characteristics of yours does James have, is it his soft-heartedness under the rough exterior or is it his need for being the best he can be, I'm betting its both. He lives his life with dignity and integrity. As he often says, "Everything I have, I have gotten honestly". He is a son that you would be proud of, but then I don't need to tell you this. I know you are looking down from heaven watching over him. Sadly, James has no memories of you. But the love and the pain of your absence are present in his heart. I will never forget the first time he visited the wall. He stood there staring at your name feeling so far from you but at the same time the closest he has ever felt to you. So, you see I owe you not only for fighting in the war our country sent you to fight in, but for the happiness that your son gives me everyday with just his presence. I can't imagine my life without him. Your life goes on in each of your children. Rest In Peace Kathleen Marquez-Houston
Thursday, June 27, 2002
Manuel Pino Jr Bco 2/8th 1st Cav 68-69
mpjr54@msn.com
Fellow Cav Brother
An old warrior's wish "When I am dead, cry for me a little. Think of me sometimes, but not too much. It is not good for you to dwell too long. Think of me now and again as I was in life, at some moment which is pleasant to recall, but not for long. Leave me in peace as I shall leave you, too, in peace."
Friday, November 04, 2005
Never Forgotten
Photo Credit: Kathleen Marquez-Houston Rest in peace with the warriors.
Friday, February 17, 2012
We Remember
J H is buried at Rose Hill Cemetery, Shenandoah, Page County,IA. BSM AM-5OLC PH
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Frye – 1932
Posted by: Bob Ross
Relationship: Vietnam Vet
Friday, February 27, 2009
Honoring a Hero
J H Houston lays in the same cemetery as my father (a Vietnam Veteran) in Shenandoah, Iowa. My mother and myself visit his resting spot on every visit to see my father. We leave flowers or little gifts and make sure he has a fresh flag. We got to meet J's sister on one visit and learned a little about him. Like that J is his real name. She told us that he would have appreciated us thinking about him. We told her that it was an honor for us to remember him and the many thousands more like him. Thank you J for your service to our great country. You will not be forgotten. Rest in Peace.
Posted by: Glenn Fleming
Relationship: Other:
Thursday, September 11, 2003
A Letter to J
Dear J,
Although I never met you, I feel as though I owe you a lot. Not only for your courage in fighting a war our country sent you to fight, but for what you left behind. You had four children, the oldest James I fell in love with and married over 17 years ago. The three-year-old boy you left behind has turned into a fine man that has served his country for over 20 years in the Marine Corps. The morals and values that were instilled in you have been instilled in him, his grandfather (your father) made sure of that. Each of your children have your smile but, I often wonder other characteristics of yours does James have, is it his soft-heartedness under the rough exterior or is it his need for being the best he can be, I’m betting its both. He lives his life with dignity and integrity. As he often says, “Everything I have, I have gotten honestly”. He is a son that you would be proud of, but then I don’t need to tell you this. I know you are looking down from heaven watching over him.
Sadly, James has no memories of you. But the love and the pain of your absence are present in his heart. I will never forget the first time he visited the wall. He stood there staring at your name feeling so far from you but at the same time the closest he has ever felt to you.
So, you see I owe you not only for fighting in the war our country sent you to fight in, but for the happiness that your son gives me every day with just his presence. I can’t imagine my life without him. Your life goes on in each of your children.
Rest In Peace
Kathleen Marquez-Houston
Relationship: Daughter-In-Law
Thursday, June 27, 2002 |