He was a son of the late Harvey Bledsoe and Nellie Parsons Bledsoe.
He was a world war II Army veteran.

Surviving are two sons, Michael Bledsoe of Grahn and Carter Bledsoe of Grayson; three daughters Phyllis Joan Quisgard of Morehead, Sheila Jones of Clearfield and Tammy Barker of Grahn; one sister, Faye Carroll of Grahn and 14 Grandchildren.

He was preceded in death by two brothers; Frank Bledsoe and Charles Bledsoe, both of Grahn.

Military rites provided by the Disabled American Veterans of Grayson.

Dad was such a kind easy going person, he loved working in his wood working shop and he was very proud of it and no one could disagree cause he spent many years building and added things to it as he could and it was a very nice setup which he made all kinds of different thing from cabinets, benches, shelves, bowls, bats, rocking chairs to swings and so many other things, and everything he done had to be well built. He also liked to work with metals, as he was a very good welder, he began teaching me and my brother at a very young age about working with wood, metal and all the tools and how to use them. He always said that when his time came he wanted to be carried out of his work shop and that was exactly what happened.
He helped a lot of people around the neighborhood back in the late 50's and 60's get to the stores and doctors and many other places cause a lot of the older people at that time didn't have cars or nobody to take them. He told me about the time, I think it was in the early 50's (before my time) that he had the first TV in the whole area and that people would walk for miles and miles to get to watch it cause they had never seen one before and there were so many people there that they couldn't get in the house so the rest of them would stand on the porch and look through the windows, Mom told me that it was unbelievable that how many people came and how far they walked to watch, and I have had many people over the years that told me that they went there to watch it and what crowd that was there.
Dad was always there for us if we ever needed him to do anything. I never realized how well respected he was until after I graduated high school and started working myself and meeting people from our area and surrounding counties, so many people would ask me if Glen was my dad and they would tell me of the stories about how he had helped them or a family member with a problem back years ago. He never talked about the war to much and I never asked him very much about it cause I knew it would bring back bad memories for him for things he had seen and he also lost a lot of friends over seas. Just months before he died he brought me his purple heart and told me to keep it, seems like to me now that he might have thought something could happen and he wanted to make sure that I had it, he had a lot of other bars and honors but he gave me the one that meant the most to him, his purple heart he received for being wounded from a artillery shell when he was on a front line battle in Italy.

Every one still misses him dearly and it seems lonely now not to have him call everyday to check on everyone or come over and visit and tell us what kind of project he was working on or some kind of new tools he had got for his shop or just sit around and fill us in on the latest news around the area.

On January 2, 2007 Dad's grand-daughter Kelly Rae died, he thought the world of Kelly, it would have surely devastated him if he had still been living, like it has many on this site that have lost their loved ones so early in life. If you have time please visit Kelly Rae's memorial and leave a flower and/or note for her.