On this one-year anniversary of Clint’s death his nuclear family is finally together again to fulfill his final wish. “Here’s to you Clint.”
Clint left this terrestrial plain on August 12, 2022 due to complications of heart failure. He lived a full, successful, and happy life during his 92 years on the earth!!
Born January 19, 1930 in Woodbine, Iowa, the youngest child of a farming family of eight! His parents, George Chapman Jacobs and Louella Michael, ran a small farm raising hogs, soybeans, corn and a few dairy cows. Clint was the last in his family to pass. His mother and father and five siblings went on before him. Brothers, Leslie, Dorrance and Clement and sisters Leona and Willicine preceded him in death.
Clint was by all accounts exceptional in very many ways. Despite an eighth-grade education, he excelled in mathematics and technology becoming a skilled mechanic, carpenter and heavy equipment operator.
He met his future wife, Jearildean Daniel, at the Eveready Battery factory in Red Oaks, Iowa in 1950. They fell in love and planned to marry. Clint was drafted into the military in 1951 to serve in Korea. He served two years as an artillery sergeant. He received a purple heart for injuries suffered at one of the battles on Porkchop Ridge.
During his time in Korea he wrote an emotional poem about the woes of he and his fellow soldiers…
“Over in the mountains of Korea Kumwa Valley is the spot fighting a tropical heat wave, in the land that God forgot. Living in memories only longing to see out gals. Hoping when we return, they haven’t married our pals. Here with the mosquitoes and fleas, where every man gets blue, here in the land of nowhere. Ten thousand miles from you, none seem to know we are living, none seem to give a damn. Back home we are forgotten, for we belong to Uncle Sam. As this hell keeps on going. It’s more than a man can stand. It’s two year of life we miss, fighting in no man’s land. So don’t let the draft board get you. And, for God’s sakes don’t enlist. We are men of the Army and we draw our hard earned pay. We protect people with millions. For two and a half a day. But some day our world will end and we’ll go home to a place know well. St. Peter will say “Pass through my boy, you’ve spent your life in hell”
After being discharged from the Army, he came home to Iowa to marry his sweetheart, Jerildean. They were married in 1952 and spent over 60 years together until Jerildean’s passing in 2013. Soon after they married, they moved from Iowa to California so Clint could receive technical training for the “Sears and Robuck” Company. He worked for Sears for over forty years; first in California and then in Oregon, repairing all major appliances including televisions and stereos. While in California, the couple had two children, Timothy Lee in 1956 and Linda Colleen in 1960. The family moved to Bend, Oregon in 1969. While working in Bend, Clint also built his own home. Maintained the neighborhood network of roads, grading in the spring and plowing snow in the winter for over twenty years. Clint and Jerry made many neighborhood friends there, the most precious to them being Gail and Steve Harrower.
After retiring from Sears, Clint and Jerry moved to Montana to be closer to their daughter, Linda’s family. Their son had moved to Europe, so they were only able to keep in touch with Tim’s family via mail and phone.
Clint took on many hobbies including rock-hunting, Jewelry making and furniture building and refinishing. He also bought a computer and after reading many “Computers for Dummies” books, he became quite skilled, playing computer games, making greeting cards and visiting over Skype with his Canadian grandson, Robbie and great grandson, Isaac.
He also loved his weekly phone calls from his son, Tim in Germany and his granddaughter, Siobhan in Holland.
Although Clint was losing his sight and increasingly dependent on oxygen, he still enjoyed the Sunday night card games with the “Legacy Gang”; and the Sunday breakfasts with his dear friend Gary Buchannon, and gambling at Nickels with his grandkids Matt and Frannie.
Clint had an exceptional group of friends that went out of their way to make him feel cared about. The Legacy “caregivers”, his neighbor, Helen, his good friends, Bob Scruton and Teresa Wold. He also appreciated you all!
Clint received a three-gun volley, flag folding ceremony and ash interment at Fort Harrison by members of the VFW and the American Legion. Now that his family is reunited, they will fulfill Clint’s wish of having his ashes join his wife’s in the special spot they picked years ago in the Missouri River!
Clint is survived by his son, Tim Jacobs, daughter, Linda Jacobs Peterson; grandsons, Robbie Jacobs, Matt Peterson; granddaughters, Christina Jacobs, Crystal Jacobs, Siobhan Jacobs, Fannie Peterson; great grandsons, McKenzie Roy, Isaac, Jeremy Tinette, Tyler Roy, Cory Tinette and beloved daughters-in-law, Norma and Geralda.
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Helen Hoffman says
Clint and Jerry were good neighbors. The last year my English Toy Spaniel, Charlie, and I visited Clint and the residents at Legacy. Charlie quickly learned his job was to sit still and let Clint pet him. Charlie’s little head just fit in Clint’s hand. It delighted Clint when he put his head in his hand. I was amazed because Charlie has never done that with anyone else. He seemed to know that when we entered Legacy House, he had a job to do. I think of both Jerry and Clint often.