Kent or R.K. as our daddy called him was an energetic, loving little boy with snapping brown eyes. He enjoyed all the normal little boy pursuits - hunting, fishing, riding his bike and scooter, playing football, and playing with dogs, cats, frogs or whatever new critter our dad brought home next. He was always happiest outside with his dog Tramp, running around the neighborhood.
We were truly blessed to have 8 short years with him. He's always in our hearts.
Kent was the last of 4 children born to Doris Kathryn McCaskill and Robert Owen Meador.
Sisters:
Carol Ann Meador
Judy Kaye Meador
Barbara Lynne Meador
Grandparents:
William Robert Meador (1882 - 1935)
Bertha May Owens Meador Tilley (1894 - 1968)
Boyd Willard McCaskill (1906 -1965)
Vera Phillips McCaskill (1909- 1988)
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FOR KENT
He's born lusty and lively,
and fills your heart with pride.
At first a cuddly baby,
and gradually a toddler by your side.
A trike rider, a sand piler,
the neighborhood block his endless miles.
Puppies, cats, crikets and ants;
"critters", inspired his miles.
Run, ride, slip, slide,
a buddy to share his joy.
His boundless energy,
the perfect enigma of a boy.
But he stops for a quiet moment,
and peers through the window of the sky.
Perhaps he sees deeper in this instant of awe,
than even you and I.
Peace, innocence and awareness,
that show he will take flight;
Where he will fill the heavens with a boys love,
and touch eternity with his special light.
Sorrow for his going,
must not fill us with despair.
His time with us was a special gift,
that God chose us to share.
Written by Zane E. Nowlin, family friend.
September 1970
We were truly blessed to have 8 short years with him. He's always in our hearts.
Kent was the last of 4 children born to Doris Kathryn McCaskill and Robert Owen Meador.
Sisters:
Carol Ann Meador
Judy Kaye Meador
Barbara Lynne Meador
Grandparents:
William Robert Meador (1882 - 1935)
Bertha May Owens Meador Tilley (1894 - 1968)
Boyd Willard McCaskill (1906 -1965)
Vera Phillips McCaskill (1909- 1988)
____________________________________________
FOR KENT
He's born lusty and lively,
and fills your heart with pride.
At first a cuddly baby,
and gradually a toddler by your side.
A trike rider, a sand piler,
the neighborhood block his endless miles.
Puppies, cats, crikets and ants;
"critters", inspired his miles.
Run, ride, slip, slide,
a buddy to share his joy.
His boundless energy,
the perfect enigma of a boy.
But he stops for a quiet moment,
and peers through the window of the sky.
Perhaps he sees deeper in this instant of awe,
than even you and I.
Peace, innocence and awareness,
that show he will take flight;
Where he will fill the heavens with a boys love,
and touch eternity with his special light.
Sorrow for his going,
must not fill us with despair.
His time with us was a special gift,
that God chose us to share.
Written by Zane E. Nowlin, family friend.
September 1970
Kent or R.K. as our daddy called him was an energetic, loving little boy with snapping brown eyes. He enjoyed all the normal little boy pursuits - hunting, fishing, riding his bike and scooter, playing football, and playing with dogs, cats, frogs or whatever new critter our dad brought home next. He was always happiest outside with his dog Tramp, running around the neighborhood.
We were truly blessed to have 8 short years with him. He's always in our hearts.
Kent was the last of 4 children born to Doris Kathryn McCaskill and Robert Owen Meador.
Sisters:
Carol Ann Meador
Judy Kaye Meador
Barbara Lynne Meador
Grandparents:
William Robert Meador (1882 - 1935)
Bertha May Owens Meador Tilley (1894 - 1968)
Boyd Willard McCaskill (1906 -1965)
Vera Phillips McCaskill (1909- 1988)
____________________________________________
FOR KENT
He's born lusty and lively,
and fills your heart with pride.
At first a cuddly baby,
and gradually a toddler by your side.
A trike rider, a sand piler,
the neighborhood block his endless miles.
Puppies, cats, crikets and ants;
"critters", inspired his miles.
Run, ride, slip, slide,
a buddy to share his joy.
His boundless energy,
the perfect enigma of a boy.
But he stops for a quiet moment,
and peers through the window of the sky.
Perhaps he sees deeper in this instant of awe,
than even you and I.
Peace, innocence and awareness,
that show he will take flight;
Where he will fill the heavens with a boys love,
and touch eternity with his special light.
Sorrow for his going,
must not fill us with despair.
His time with us was a special gift,
that God chose us to share.
Written by Zane E. Nowlin, family friend.
September 1970
We were truly blessed to have 8 short years with him. He's always in our hearts.
Kent was the last of 4 children born to Doris Kathryn McCaskill and Robert Owen Meador.
Sisters:
Carol Ann Meador
Judy Kaye Meador
Barbara Lynne Meador
Grandparents:
William Robert Meador (1882 - 1935)
Bertha May Owens Meador Tilley (1894 - 1968)
Boyd Willard McCaskill (1906 -1965)
Vera Phillips McCaskill (1909- 1988)
____________________________________________
FOR KENT
He's born lusty and lively,
and fills your heart with pride.
At first a cuddly baby,
and gradually a toddler by your side.
A trike rider, a sand piler,
the neighborhood block his endless miles.
Puppies, cats, crikets and ants;
"critters", inspired his miles.
Run, ride, slip, slide,
a buddy to share his joy.
His boundless energy,
the perfect enigma of a boy.
But he stops for a quiet moment,
and peers through the window of the sky.
Perhaps he sees deeper in this instant of awe,
than even you and I.
Peace, innocence and awareness,
that show he will take flight;
Where he will fill the heavens with a boys love,
and touch eternity with his special light.
Sorrow for his going,
must not fill us with despair.
His time with us was a special gift,
that God chose us to share.
Written by Zane E. Nowlin, family friend.
September 1970
Inscription
"R. K., Matt 3:17 'This is My Beloved Son,
in whom I am well pleased.'"
