Allan Lloyd Myers, 77, of Bay Village (Ohio) passed away on Wednesday May 27th with his sons by his side. Allan was the loving father of Bradley and Christopher (Jennifer), devoted grandfather to Alexandria, and Samantha. He also leaves behind his sister Martha, sister-in-law Bobbie, and his loving nieces and nephews. He was proceeded in death by his wife Cynthia, and brother John (Bubba). Allan was an amazingly warm, and compassionate person that never needed a reason to smile.

Allan had a passion for playing golf and loved the special times on the course with his boys. He had a love for all sports but adored his Baylor Bears, Dallas Cowboys, and Cleveland Indians. Born and raised in his beloved Waco Texas he moved his young family to Bay Village Ohio where he and Cynthia raised their boys. They brought the heart of Texas to Bay and became an integral part of the community. He loved his wife and family and all of his friends. He was adored and will be missed by all that knew him.

If you would like more information about the celebration of life being held this summer, please email myrickconsulting@gmail.com

Pictures from 2015 Reunion

Left: Allan, Hugh Wilfong, Jack Martin, Pat Payne, Hal Johnson

Richard was born in Waco at the old Providence Hospital on January 5, 1942. He was preceded in death by his father, OW “Bubba” Tooker; mother, Myrtis Applegate, both of Waco; and brother, Thomas W. Tooker of Tyler, TX.

Richard attended South Waco Elementary School, Dean Highland Elementary, North Junior High, and Waco High. At Waco High he was elected the Mayor of Student Government for the Class of 1960. Richard attended Baylor University, majoring in journalism and broadcasting. In 1962, he began a short career as a Top 40 DJ at WACO Radio station. He left the “glamorous” world of radio to work for Paul Meyer at Success Motivation Institute in Waco, planning and executing sales meetings, conferences, and conventions for distributors. In 1970, his career took off in the newly burgeoning field of direct marketing. He learned the business at Direct Mail Corporation of America, then moved to Peoria Il, to work for the first company offering Database Marketing services. The rapid expansion of computers powerful enough to manipulate large quantities of data led to a marketing explosion. Richard became Executive VP of what was at the time a premier database marketing company in the US. He ended his career with Wunderman Data Management in Dallas, part of WPP Group in London, the world’s largest marketing communications company.

An accomplished writer, Richard published one business book entitled, “The Business of Database Marketing”. He also wrote a science fiction novel, “The Titicaca Effect”. Richard lived in Dallas, St. Louis, Chicago, Peoria, Philadelphia, and Chico, CA, before returning to Waco after he retired in January, 2019. He spent a brief time volunteering with Fuzzy Friends Rescue in Waco, writing the online dog biographies. Richard was a talented artist and he loved to scuba dive.

Richard is survived by his wife of 33 years, Victoria; Aunt Emily Tooker-Blake of Waco; cousins, Max Tooker and Harry Tooker of Waco, Sharon Odell of Richardson, TX; nephew, Todd Tooker of Tyler, TX; and devoted dogs, Peanut and Casper. In lieu of cards or flowers, please make a donation in Richard’s name to Fuzzy Friends Rescue, Waco, TX. Due to the circumstances we live in today, there will not be a service at this time, but one may occur in the future. A portion of Richard’s remains will be sent to space on a future SpaceX mission where his capsule will orbit the earth for about two years before re-entering the earth’s atmosphere. This is the adventure trip of a lifetime that he gladly would have made during his time on this earth.

Karon Shinault Jackson who is in charge of phone calls pertaining to our October 2020 reunion, has discovered the fact that another graduate has died. She shares this information:

“I received a reply to my letter to Doris Virginia Thrasher Gamboa from her son-in-law informing me that she had passed away April 3, 2018, a victim of COPD. Dave Wall wrote that she was survived by two daughters, Jackie (his wife), who just retired from more than 36 years with the postal service and Liz, a doctor at Scott & White in Temple.”

  
Elta Anne Owen Hogue went to meet her Lord and was reunited with the love of her life, Donald W Hogue, Thursday, January 9th, 2020.  (Picture is from WHS reunion, 2013.)

Elta was born on October 22, 1941, and graduated from Waco High School, class of 1960. She went on to complete Business College and attended Texas Christian University. After completing school, Elta had a promising career ahead of her with Southwestern Bell before meeting Don. He became her husband and she never looked back for 57 years.

During her lifetime, Elta was known by family and friends to be a four-speed driving, bikini-wearing, pool lounging, mustang driving with the top down, “unlicensed” therapist to all, sharpshooting, Sophia Loren look-a-like, tea-loving night owl with a zest for life and the wits to back it up.

Elta loved spending time chatting with friends and family but only after 10 am and always after her first cup of tea. And you could only see her after she “put her face on”. Truth be told she was always a gorgeous woman inside and out with and without the added frills.

She truly cared about people and relationships. At any party, get together, or crowded room, Elta had the ability to scan the room, and pick that one person that she thought needed a friend. She would then dedicate herself to finding out everything about that person, would give them sound advice, and would become their friend for life.

Elta was a devout Christian and loved sharing her love for Christ. She made a huge impact on those around her and with the partnership of her loving husband, Don Hogue, brought many souls to Christ in their lifetimes.

Most of all, Elta’s greatest love was for her husband Don. Fortunately, those two love birds didn’t have to be without each other for long.  Elta joined Don 9 months after he departed this world. Needless to say, Elta suffered from major FOMO (fear of missing out) after Don passed and looked forward to reuniting.

Elta is survived by her older sister Joy Lynn Ferguson; her two sons, whom of which she was most proud of, Gregory Donald Hogue (Fire Lieutenant ) and Donald Scott Hogue (Police Sargent ); four grandchildren: Donald Markus Hogue, Conney Nikole (Hogue) Pattillo, Erin Elizabeth Leighton, Jordan T. Navarro; two great-grandchildren: Gabriel Don Hogue and Keeleigh Leilani Martin.

Elta was forever adopting people into her family over the years. These people include a long list of people over the year.  Jordan Leighton and daughter Ryliegh, Joshua Smith, Chris Reist, Nikki Reist, and Justin Munroe, Jayden Smith, and Brantley Latta.

Many active military members during the holidays became part of the family for all eternity. Even a Prince and future King.

Elta also leaves behind her beloved pets and the fattest squirrels in all of Deer Creek.

Elta was a shining light to so many. Her love, devotion, and humor will be missed by all who knew her. God Bless.

Elta Ann Owen Hogue’s memorial service will be  at Parker County Cowboy church Sunday, January 12 at 3 PM.

Her home and Son Greg’s home will be filled with family and friends this weekend.

Jeanne Harman sent this update about David Peeples visitation and graveside service:

There were about 300 at the visitation, per the funeral director.  The graveside was also adequately represented.  I saw WHS graduates from the class of 1960, 1961, and 1962.   Probably there were graduates from other classes as well.  Also attending were some of his AT&T workers, some of his Marine buddies, relatives, and many, many others whose lives were touched by David.

I want to mention a few things that you might find of interest.  When David found out he was terminal, he began planning every detail of his funeral.  He wrote his own obit.  When his Marine buddies and telephone buddies saw that part of David’s life was not mentioned, an extra sentence was added to the program to recognize that aspect of his life.  David was very specific that he wanted the poem about the Fisherman’s Prayer on the back of the program.  The pastor who presided at David’s service also performed the services for David’s parents and sister.

David was specific as to the flowers that he wanted on his casket as well as the casket itself.   He was so specific about the casket that when he was shown different caskets, he said I want “that one”.  When the funeral director told him they would get it ordered….David said “No, I want “THAT ONE“.  David even took down the serial number and said someone would check it to make certain it was the correct one when the time came. The funeral director said everyone had their marching orders.

I talked with the florist with whom David worked regarding his flowers. David was shown several books of pictures of arrangements on three or four different occasions. David kept going back to this one particular arrangement and decided upon it. Pam at Wolfe Florist said she made certain the arrangement was correct so that David would have approved.She said everyone who dealt with David fell in love with him.

David met his death head on and with such maturity.  We never really think about having to plan our own funeral.  We leave instructions on different things that we want, but those details are usually left to someone else.  Actually, to plan every detail of our very own funeral from start to finish is not something that most of us must face. I will say it again: Everyone who knew David was aware of how very well he lived the “dash” between his birth date and date of death.  David will be missed very much by so many!

Posted on Elta Anne Owen Hogue’s Facebook page this morning:

I am now Face to Face with our Lord Jesus Christ. Do not feel sorrow for me.
“and God shall wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”

Her granddaughter (Connie Patillo) posted this on Facebook today:

Elta Anne Owen Hogue has passed away this morning. She was surrounded by family. Her funeral will be Sunday, January 12, at 3pm at Parker County Cowboy Church. Please, in lue of flowers she has a go fund me to help purchase audio bibles.

(poem by Linda Ellis)

I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning… to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time they spent alive on earth and now only those who loved them know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own, the cars… the house… the cash. What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard; are there things you’d like to change? For you never know how much time is left that still can be rearranged.
To be less quick to anger and show appreciation more and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile… remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash, would you be proud of the things they say about how you lived your dash?

Thoughts by Jeanne Harman

“All of us who knew David, whether it was in high school or after graduation, knew how well David lived his “dash”.  He would be proud of the things that will be said about him.  He worked many years for the telephone company in Waco, retiring from there.  After the death of his step-mother, he tended and cared so faithfully for his sister, Patsy, never wanting her to be alone at night.  David loved to fish and he spent many enjoyable hours in this peaceful hobby.  He also enjoyed hunting and any other outdoor activity that guys enjoy.  He was a great athlete in high school and junior high.

David was a quiet, independent, timid and shy but strong-willed man with a most kind heart.  Most of the time when one saw David he had a smile on his face—even a sheepish little grin which was probably part of his shyness being surfaced.   David will be missed greatly by his friends at Waco High and others who knew him throughout his lifetime.”

Pictures from Our Reunions