Sun 27 Sep 2009
Grandpa and Grandma
Posted by 1buba under Family
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Both Grandpa and Grandma went home to be with the Lord this year. I’ll post Grandma’s obituary when I locate it. Below are the videos from their lives.
Mearl Cox was born Dec 31, 1920 in Erick, OK and went home to be with his Lord on Sept 26, 2009 in his home in Shingle Springs, surrounded by loving family. He was preceded in death in Feb by his wife of sixty eight years, Vivian Cox. He is survived by his children; Darold and Janet Cox, Donna and John Stevens. He is the loving grandfather of five, great grandfather of nine and proud great great grandfather of one. He will also be missed by his only surviving sister, Lillie Mae Tice (Lee George Tice) of Springfield, MO, many nieces, nephews and countless good friends. Mearl had a deep love for his Lord and Savior and we rejoice with him as he joins his many loved ones that have gone on before.
Viewing will be at Mt. Vernon, 8201 Greenback Lane, Fair Oaks, CA on Wed 4-8 p.m. Service will be held at his home church, Solid Rock Faith Center, 6205 Enterprise Dr, Diamond Springs, CA 95619, on Thurs, Oct 1, at 2:00 p.m. Memorial remembrances may be sent in Mearl’s name to Solid Rock Faith Center.
A video tribute to Grandpa
A video tribute to Grandma
When I was about 10 years old I was staying with Grandpa and Grandma for a couple weeks before the rest of the family came out from Oklahoma. Grandpa had an old desk that he did all his work at and one day while I was there, he was cleaning out one of the drawers. He had a few pocket knives in the drawer and he saw me coveting them.
He gave me one with the admonition, “If you cut yourself, you have to give it back.” I nodded in agreement and hustled off into the family room to look at my knew heirloom, as grandpa began dialing the phone to return a call. Now, it WAS an old rotary dial phone, but before he completed the call I had cut myself and was standing at his arm handing him the knife back. I still remember him laughing.
I remember getting to sit with gma & gpa in church as a child. When you’re 3 or 4 that is quite a big deal! Mom and dad were probably on the other end of the row or teaching classes or something, but to me, it was a special treat. Gma played the piano so I’d have to behave myself with Gpa. NO problem there.:) I can remember that he loved to sing, and I loved hearing his big booming voice during the song services. I can still hear his voice and the harmony he would sing on “I shall not be moved” and Amazing Grace”. Also, because mom and dad already had another child after me, and they didn’t hold me much because I was a “big girl now” and because they were holding the baby. But Gpa would still pick me up and hold me high. I could see everything going on, even above the heads of the others in church.
He was quite a man!
THANK YOU for the cameo of Mearl’s life!
It warmed my heart as I fondly remembered
the many, MANY “good times” I have shared
with Mearl, Vivian, Darold, Janet – and the
extended family (of which, Kathy and I feel part of!)
Our prayers are with each of you. Wish we
could be with you at this time.
Love in Christ,
- Jim
Great Grandpa was the one who introduced me to choclate milk! I still remember getting the glass and the milk, then the chocolate, grandpa would take his sweet time pouring the chocolate in the glass, quite a bit more chocolate than mom thought was nessecary… He’d just smile and stir it up, then he’d say, “have a sup”. Mmmmmm, best stuff in the world!
Oh, and remember he kept those little Vienna sassages in a cupboard in the kitchen, he was always pullin one of those out to try to get us kids to eat them… They made me sick! LOL.
I think Becky may have been the only one to actually LIKE the Vienna sausages. The rest that he tried to offer you kids were probably from when he bought the ones he got Becky to eat when she was little. lol
Steve, you could be right. I know that once he knew Becky liked them, he bought a whole case. Vienna sausages… BLUCH!
I think it’s funny that Jessica remembers gpa making her chocolate milk. I do not have any memory of him making that for us. Do you? Wendy? I remember being about 3 or 4 and sitting on the red stoll next to his chair at the table. The dinning room table at that old house was not just for eating, it was the social epicenter of their lives. I remember him often making me coffee. Gma had those little juice glasses and he’d put a little coffee, a lot of sugar and and alot of cream. He’d tell me to blow on it, and just like Jessie’s memory, he’d say, “here, take a little sup”.
Whenever you sat on that red stool next to gpa, you were in a learning position. That is where he got me to eat turkey with pepper on it, where I had my first spaghetti made with elk meat (which he conveniently got me to eat and THEN said, “it’s elk meat” with a grin.), and of course coffee.
I believe every grandchild and great grandchild did time on the red stool next to Grandpa until they moved from that house. 
I guess the first time I was at Grandama and Grandpa’s house must have been an icream social for the Youth group. They were making milkshakes too. I was friends with Becky then,
Later, when Steve brought me over once I was initiated with the metal “shock” gaget that Grandpa had. He turned it on and said to grab his hand. Everyone stood around knowing what would happen but suspiciously would not touch it themselves. I think I might have let out a quick scream when I got zapped and that brought a roar of laughter in the room and a smile to Grandpa’s face. Later, I stood by watching and laughing as each of the great grandkids learned what that funny metal contraption of Grandpa’s was.
When the girls were little and I stayed at home I remember getting special invitations for lunch (lima beans and hamhocks with cornbread) which I loved and Steve didn’t care for so, once they learned that, they would invite me every time they were having it. Both the girls took their turn at sitting in that old metal high chair.
I’ll never forget the time I was in labor with Angie. I went with everyone down for lunch at Grandma and Grandpas and had cornbread sitting in Grandpa’s recliner while everyone sat at the table. I remember thinking at time how privilaged I was to be a part of this special family as I sat in Grandpa’s chair.
Probably what I will remember the most about Grandpa is his unique hand motions and voice fluctuations when he would sing songs to the kids. I remember this most when the girls were little; they would ask him to sing them over and over and over; well Jessie and Sammy would sing them and dance around and Angie was content to sit on Grandpa’s lap and mumble as they sang.
They still can sing them today and what’s cute is that they use the same fluctuations in their voice as Grandpa-you got me???
Love you Grandpa-we’ll see you soon!
Great video…..showed lots of love and thought.