Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Our Family Photos-2010

Our Family





Chelcey, Tatum, Cassidy & Bowdy

Chelcey, Tatum & Cassidy

Mom & Bowdy

Dad & Bowdy

Mom, Chelcey, Tatum & Cassidy

Dad, Chelcey, Tatum & Cassidy

Shane & Selina

Pictures of Richard Lewis Evans lll

Richard's Senior Picture.

Richard playing Guitar, which happens to be Shane & Cassidy's favorite past time too.

Richard & Carlene in jail.

Richard & Carlene's wedding day.

Richard & Carlene after milking cows.

Richard's classic look.

Richard & Carlene in Colorado.

Richard & Son's at a Green Bay game.

Richard & Tom on Miami Beach.

Richard and Tom feeling like kids again.

This is one of the guy trips to Miami.

This picture was taken just before his first major surgery, Jan. 13, 2010.

This picture was taken about a month after his first major surgery.

This is the last picture taken of Richard around mid March 2010.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Richard's Life Sketch Given By Shane

Richard Lewis Evans III was born on July 6th, 1943 at St. Mary’s Hospital in San Francisco, California. To his mother Dolores Raie Morford Evans and his father Richard Lewis Evans Jr.
His father was in the Navy and as a child they moved a lot. Dad started school in kindergarten in Cordoff, New Jersey in 1948. He stayed there with his family thru the 2nd grade. His third grade year they moved several times a memory of this time was when he went to school in Feather Falls California this was the place were he got his first taste of football, he was the center on the flag football team.Dad had two sisters at this time Susan and Karen. In 1951 dads mom and dad went thru some rough times and ended up getting divorced.
His mom moved them back to New Jersey were she began to raise the kids on her own. Grandma worked at Quintos Bar and Grill. This is the place that she met a man named Thomas Watt. The two eventually were married and he became a great influence and step father to my dad and his sisters. In addition to Aunt Margret being born of these parents.
Dads first job came in the spring of 1952. He was nine years old and he worked for Galetto’s Meat Market. He cleaned, stocked shelves and put soda pop in the cooler all this for .20cents per hour. In 1952 dad used to ride his bike alone on Sunday morning to attend Carduff Baptist Church. This is were he started to learn about the savior. He was given a bible while he was there and he still has it today.
Dad being in the forth grade wrote a story about a fight he had gotten in. “One day after school Cynthia Birch got mad at me and wanted a fight. We got on the bus and I worried all the way to our stop. We got off and a bunch of kids huddled around, and the fight started with lots of punches being thrown, wrestling around on the ground; when it was over I got the crap beat out of me. When I told my dad Tom, he was not to happy with me for letting a little black girl beat me up.
After the fourth grade in New Jersey, Grandpa Watt who was also in the Navy was transferred to Fallon, Nevada. They lived on an 80 acre farm. They farmed and raised some cows. This is where my dad got his first itch for wanting be a cowboy and that itch never left him.
In 1956 Grandpa Watt got transferred to Brunswick Maine, dad was 13 now and was going to school at Coffin Jr. High this is were he developed a great love for football.
Dad went on to Brunswick High were he excelled in three sports, Football, Swimming and track. He was the state champ in three events on the track field. He was the starting halfback on the football team as a sophomore, eventually receiving a scholarship at Dana University to play football for them.
High school was a most enjoyable experience for dad he recalls his Jr. Year of high school signing up for chemistry. And writes this about it. “Chemistry class was different for it changed my life and far beyond this life forever. I walked into class and was totally struck by this beautiful girl, Carlene Rytkonen whom I had never seen before. I could not take my eyes off of her and noticed after several days it bothered her. It took from September to February before I got the courage up to ask her out for a date, but after that we were inseparable.” By the spring of 1960mom and dad were going steady and she “wore his ring around her neck”
In 1961 dad went to Dana College on a football scholarship. Dad had a great college career with many stories of games, injuries and wonderful friends. He held a school record of the longest run from a scrimmage for a very long time and as far as he knew it hadn’t been broken yet.
By 1966 dad was off the University of Nebraska for graduate school to get his masters degree. After a year there he transferred up to University of Wyoming. It was in Wyoming in 1967 were he became a member of the Church Of Jesus Christ Of Latter Day Saints. He always cherished the fact that he had such a strong testimony of the gospel and it really helped him with some of the trials he would face latter in life.
In 1967 dad had gotten a job with the Bureau of Indian Affairs. He went back to Maine and stayed the summer worked at the Navy Exchange PX and spent every evening with his future wife Carlene. He headed out west to Ft. Wingate New Mexico he had been there about a week when mom called him and suggested that they get married so on September 1, 1967. They worked at Ft. Wingate for a year then moved to Rosland Nebraska to teach school. Dad was the head coach of the football, basketball and track teams there. Because of the benefits and salary he returned to Ft. Wingate High School There he met a man Edwin Hodges who later lured him to Ramah. Dad was selected by Mr. Hodges in 1970 to the position of Teacher Supervisor Guidance Counselor at the Ramah Dormitory. And that is how the Evans ended up in Ramah.
Between 1971 and 1981 mom and dad had six kids. Amy, Richard the IV, Shane, Thomas, Carl, and Jennifer.
This was a very busy and rewarding time as they raised a family.
On January 1, 1976 dad was officially appointed Administrative Officer for the Ramah Navajo Agency, a position he came to enjoy thoroughly. In 1976 dad got his patriarchal blessing. A blessing that provided an interesting and convincing direction that he should be involved in. He was to stay among the Lamanites and be a friend unto them. Dad made many lifetime friends working with the Ramah Navajos. He also traveled nation wide and sat on various committees involved on the National Scene for Happenings in the Indian Affairs. He at one time was able to be a guest at the White House and meet President Ronald Regan.
In 1979 Dad was called to be the Bishop of the Ramah Ward. He served this calling as he did any previous callings with lots of prayer and hard work.
One thing about Dad is that he had a great work ethic. This is a trait that he passed on to his kids.Dad really enjoyed watching his kids play sports in High School. He and mom went to a lot of games over the years.
By 1992 his three oldest kids were out of the house and making a life for there selves.
In 1993 a position for Superintendent came up at the Mescalero Agency. Dad took the job and started to work with the Mescalero Apache. Dad had great experiences and also made some great friends down there. He worked closely with Mr. Wendall Chino and developed great respect and a great friendship with him. Another man that dad thought of as a brother was Dale Webb he said Dale and his wife looked out for him while he was there. He was a great person that my dad really enjoyed being in around.
On May 1st 1994 while returning to Mescalero Dad started having chest pains on May 3rd he had a heart attack. He wrote “this changed my life forever”.
Over the next few years his kids started to get married and have families of there own. Dad really loved to be around the grandkids. Two of his sons went on missions Tom went to Calgery Canada and Carl went to Morris Town New Jersey. I know that he was very proud of them for that.
Dad worked as a teacher or sub in Ramah for a while and then started feeling better and started a Consulting Business and Mom worked with him he went back to Mescalero and worked there until July 18th 2002. He had worked there for a little over six years. He retired and went home to enjoy life that wasn’t such a rat race.
He started to run a few cows something that he always wanted to do. He would go to the ranch and check water put out salt and fix fences. He loved to be out there all day. His retirement didn’t last long as in 2003 he went to work with his sons at Red Mesa Electric as the finance officer. He worked there until 2007 and decided that he had enough and wanted to be with mom more. He wanted to work at the temple which he did until time of his death.
There is so much that I have learned this week as I have researched and read through his journals. There is no way that I can touch on all of the things that were important in his life. This is just a very brief summary. I do know that dad loved mom very much. I do know that dad loved his kids and grandkids very much. I do know that dad had a very strong testimony of the gospel and that he lived his life according to the teachings and principals of the gospel. I know that he is very proud of his legacy and family 6 kids and 18 grandkids.
Before I end I need to touch on one final item. “THE DRILLER” All the kids know what this is. There are also other neighbor hood kids that know about it. We would always wait for dad to get home from work and hope that he would throw passes in the back yard with us. He taught us routes the slant was sweet, post was great, down and out down and in all good. But when it was your turn and he called out the driller you would just cringe because it was 5 yards and the ball was coming fast when you turned around. Hince the name driller. I think that when we played with out him that’s all we would call out for Carl but it must of helped cause he went on to catch most everything thrown at him.
I could go on and on: Green suburban, camping out at Duke Davis’s, Coles Ranch, camping trips to Utah, Gallup Bengal football games. Raiders, BYU football, Mike Smith, NFL games with the boys.
We are going to miss dad very much but we know that the savior has work for him now and he will be an obedient servant and do as the lord asks.
In the name of Jesus Christ amen.

Carl's Talk From Richard's Funeral April 24th 2010

Carls Talk from Dad's Funeral April 24th 2010

Brothers and sisters I want to begin by saying thank you for being here to celebrate the life of a great man who will truly be missed.

I wish my talk today was going to be about procrastination because I have a great experience for that. In fact I am going to share it with you anyway. For those of you who knew my dad you know he was always very prepared and organized so this will make sense to you. About three years ago, I received a phone call from my mom. She said, “Carl, your dad and I are putting together the program for your dads funeral and I’m calling to ask if you would be willing to talk at his funeral”? I said yes, and of course as is so easy to do I thought that day would never come when I would have to be standing in this spot. Yet here we are, and of course I waited until after he passed to prepare. Moral of the story is, do not put off things until the last minute.
Today I’m going to speak about: Eternal perspective

The plan of happiness was established and set forth before the world was. Those who chose to partake in this plan fully understood and agreed to it. I am going to discuss three portions of the plan; Mortal Life, Physical Death, and the Resurrection.

Mortal Life: This is what we are now experiencing. Our spirits are united with our bodies, giving us opportunities to grow and develop in ways that were not possible in premortal life.
Elder Russell M. Nelson taught:
Mourning is part of this mortal life. Regardless of age we mourn for those loved and lost. Mourning is one of the deepest expressions of pure love. It is a natural response in complete accord with divine commandment: “Thou shalt live together in love, insomuch that thou shalt weep for the loss of them that die”. (D&C 42:45)

Additionally we cannot fully appreciate joyful reunions later without tearful separations now. The only way to take sorrow out of death is to take love out of life.
An Eternal perspective provides peace:

Life does not begin with birth, nor does it end with death. Prior to our birth we lived with our Father in Heaven. While there we anxiously anticipated the opportunities of coming to earth to gain a physical body. All the while we knew the risks mortality would bring, the ability to choose and be accountable for our choices. “This life [was to become] a probationary state; a time to prepare to meet God.” (Alma 12:24.).
The best and most anticipated part of this wonderful plan was returning home. As with any trip we take we want to have some assurance that we have a round trip ticket. “Returning to our heavenly home requires passage through and not around the doors of death. We were born to die, and we die to live. (See 2 Cor. 6:9.)
As seedlings of God, we barely blossom on earth; we fully flower in heaven.
It has been said that poets are next to prophets as they, too, have a way of stirring our souls. The following poem by an unknown author represents well what I think my dad is thinking now.

by Unknown
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free. I'm following the path God has laid, you see. I took His hand when I heard His call. I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day, To laugh, to love, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way, I found the peace at the close of day.

If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joys. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, yes, these things I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow. I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My life's been full, I savored much, Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.

Don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your hearts, and peace to thee. God wanted me now, He set me free

Elder Nelson said: “Our limited perspective would be enlarged if we could witness the reunion on the other side of the veil, when doors of death open to those returning home. As was the vision of the psalmist who wrote, “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.” (Ps. 116:15.)

Why you might ask? Well because they are coming home.

Physical death is truly part of this wonderful plan
Physical death: is simply the separation of our mortal physical body with our immortal spirit.
an old Greek Tragedy written around the fall of Athens, a Roman General had captured an Athenian Philosopher and told the Athenian that he meant to put him to death; the Athenian did not seem very disturbed; so the Roman thought that he probably didn’t understand, and he said to the Athenian that maybe he didn’t know what it meant to die. But the Athenian said that he thought he understood it better than the Roman, and then he said to the Roman, “Thou dost not know what it means to die for thou dost not know what it means to live. To die is to begin to live. It is to end all stale and worry work to begin a nobler and better work. It is to leave deceitful navies for the society of Gods and goodness”.

One of my Dads great heroes is Moroni, the son of Mormon who witnessed the terrible destruction of the Nephite people then he himself faced a sad fate.
Moroni lived 36 years alone on the earth. His father and all his family had been slain. He had no warm home or someone to fix him dinner. Like his hero my Father had struggled for 16 years with his health the last four being very exhausting. We might think they were discouraged. But this was not the case for either of them, I think Moroni’s words at the end of his book represent both of them well. Read Moroni 10:34.

The poet Robert Norwood wrote:
At First when you are gone I turned my face
From life and sat upon a lonely place
Apart from men, bewailed but nursed my sorrow
And, loving yesterday, I loathed tomorrow.

Then suddenly you said, “O foolish one,
Awake, there are no dead—I am your own!”
And then above my sorrow and my strife
I found the Resurrection and the life

In a talk given in 1989 my dad bore his testimony of “the Last Hour”.
I quote “Oh might we not find ourselves coming up short at the end. Might we heed the words of our Lord and Savior as he whispers to our very souls –Follow Me-
He Lives
I bear witness from the very depths of my being that this is so”
He had a knowledge of what was needed and lived up to it.
My dad lived a wonderful life providing a great example. He was always focused on the gospel and his family. I recall a time when someone asked him what his hobbies were and he kind of laughed and said, “Well I have a family and I serve in the church, there is not much time for anything else.” He bore his testimony by the way he lived his life.
Read Exert From Journal:
“On Monday, December the 7th, as I was doing some things about 10:00 o’clock in the morning down at the church house, I became very disoriented and weak; and for the first time, I passed out; and, I thought, perhaps, I was leaving the earth. I told Heavenly Father as I was passing out, I thought this would be a very easy way to go. Then, immediately it seemed, I began to regain consciousness, and told Heavenly Father I saw the destroying angel leave. The very next moment, Sister Marie Jamone, the custodian of the meeting- house, saw me and wanted to call my wife to get down and see me. I told her I didn’t think it was necessary, but she did anyway. I rested for about ten minutes and drove myself home. I lay down on the couch for about 1 5 minutes, and then got up and started packing for our temple week in Albuquerque.”

Resurrection: Because Jesus Christ was resurrected we all will be resurrected.
One afternoon a boy and his father were traveling in a car when a bee flew through the open window. The boy was so highly allergic to bee stings that both he and his father knew that his life was in danger. As the boy frantically jumped around and tried to avoid the agitated bee, the father calmly reached out and grabbed the bee. When he opened his hand, the bee began to fly again, terrorizing the boy once more. The father then said “Look son”, holding up a hand with the implanted stinger, “his stinger is gone”, he can’t hurt you any longer”.
As a bee loses its stinger when it stings so death lost its sting when it was absorbed by our Lord and Savior.
The scriptures help us understand some things about death and resurrection.
READ John 11:18-27
The Book of Mormon prophet Abinadi similarly taught: “The grave hath no victory, and the sting of death is swallowed up in Christ. He is the light and the life of the world; yea, a light that is endless, that can never be darkened; yea, and also a life which is endless, that there can be no more death” (Mosiah 16:8–9).

For my father, the pain of his mortal life is gone. Gone are the suffering, sickness and worries. And he is again acquainted with many he loved and upon the morning of the resurrection his spirit will be reunited with his perfected body to die no more but to live eternally in peace and happiness.
As I mentioned before my dad was always about family, playing football and teaching us how to catch a driller in the back yard, or putting us to work around the yard. A recent memory shows his spirit. In September 2008 we were in Miami to watch a football game and one evening we went to Miami’s south beach. It was rainy so we were practically the only people there. He played in the water as though he was an 8-year-old boy. Because he was weak the water threw him around with ease and he loved it. Over and over again he said, “I wish your mother was here to enjoy this with me.” And I know he is thinking the same thing now.

Richard Lewis Evans, III

Obituary for Richard L Evans the III

Services for Richard Lewis Evans III, 66, of Ramah will be held Saturday, April 24, 2010 at 11:00 a.m. at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Ramah, New Mexico. Mr. Evans died Monday, April 19th in Phoenix, Arizona.

He was born July 6, 1943 in San Francisco, California, son of Dolores Raie and

Richard L. Evans Jr.
He graduated from Brunswick High School, Brunswick Maine in1961 and from Dana College, Blair, Nebraska in 1967. He attended graduate school at the University of Nebraska and the University of Wyoming, and then began his career with the Bureau of Indian Affairs at Fort Wingate, New Mexico. He worked as a guidance counselor, teacher, coach, dorm supervisor, dorm principal, administrative officer and superintendent during his career. He served as superintendent of the Ramah Navajo Agency, Ramah, New Mexico for several years. His last position in the BIA was that of superintendent of the Mescalero Apache Reservation, Mescalero, New Mexico. He retired July, 1994.

After retirement he worked with Red Mesa Electric Company.
He enjoyed all things western, and with his son, Shane, ran the E-E Cattle Company in Ramah.

Evans was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and a worker in the Albuquerque New Mexico Temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
His wife, Carlene, of Ramah, six children and their families survive him: Amy and Michael Hyatt and children: Sydney, Jansen, and Madison, of Ramah Richard L. Evans IV and children: Emily, Richard V, JaiLene, and McKay of Las Vegas, Nevada,Shane and Selina Evans and children: Chelcey, Tatum, Cassidy, and Bowdy of Ramah,Thomas and Christina Evans and children: T.J., JoeLi, and Grace of Ramah, Carl and Starla and children: Skye and Delanie of Memphis, Tennessee. Jennifer and David Gibbons and children: Kennedy and Khloe of Ramah.
He is survived by his mother, Dolores Watt, Brunswick Maine, sisters: Susan Brancato, Margaret Ford.of Topsham, Maine, and Karen Maxwell of Virginia and several nieces and nephews.