Elton LeRoy Anderson, Jr
October 6, 1939 - September 17, 2006
Obituary
Elton LeRoy ANDERSON Jr.
A beloved Husband, Father, and Friend. Born 10-6-39 in Portland Oregon, Died peacefully at home with his wife and son of cancer 9/17/06. Elton spent his early years at Pine Lake. The family moved to Ballard his senior year and he graduated from Ballard High School in 1957. After high school, he spent 4 years in the Navy then 40 years at the phone company. His retirement gift of a propane bbq was his pride and joy. The family could not pry him away from it, no matter how bad the weather was. To keep busy he took over the laundry and yard-work. His mid-life crisis was his wife Maryann and son Brian. He and his son embarked on many ”male-bonding” projects which created many fond memories and humorous stories to look back on with love. He kept his sense of humor till the end, except for his mismatched grey-toed socks. He was preceded in death by his parents Elton and Thelma Anderson. Elton is survived by wife Maryann, son Brian, brother Elling Nancy Anderson, sister Nancy Leif Gregerson, sister Penny Bob Rice, 1 niece, 6 nephews, and 6 great nephews. He left this world on his own terms. A memorial service will be held 2:00 PM Friday, September 29, 2006 at Bonney-Watson Parker Chapel, 900 SW 146th, Burien. Memorials are suggested to Highline Home Hospice. Please sign the online memorial guestbook at www.bonney-watson.com.
You taught me everything
That I wanted to know
Like how to throw a football
And put jam on a dinner roll
You taught me how to tie my shoes
Even though I only wanted Velcro
You taught me how to eat some sweets
And blow bubbles in my chocolate milk
You taught me how to wrestle in the house
Until I cracked you rib
Then Mom yelled to take it outside
But from then on we’d decided to quit
You taught me how to throw a dart
There’s many holes in the basement wall
You taught me how to ride a bike
I fell in the leaves you’d just raked up
You taught me how to wash the cars
I sprayed you with the hose
You taught me how not to be scared
Of monsters in the closet
Because all that was actually in there
Were stuffed animals not already in my bed
You taught me how to read a clock
So I would never be late
You told me stories at my bedtime
I always wanted the same one
You helped me through all my homework
You always knew what the answer was
You taught me how to shoot a free throw
I’m still not quite as good as you
You taught me how to go camping
In the backyard with a bed
And even when the dew fell down
It didn’t bother me a bit
You taught me about the birds in the yard
And now I know their names
You taught me how to make good pancakes
And the secret ingredient too
You taught me how to clean the gutters
I don’t like heights as well
You taught me how to overcome my fears
To do what needs to be done
You taught me how and I did learn
How to fix the toilet
Even though, by the time I was done
Your bathroom was filled with water
You taught me how not to be
Quite as stubborn as I was
You taught me how, the proper way
To eat a goldfish cracker
You taught me how to crash my cars
In the living room
You taught me how to work hard
And to be responsible
And I’ve tried hard to do these things
Even though it can be a pain
You taught me how to clean the filter
So the laundry room won’t flood
You taught me how to clean the furnace too
So I don’t cover the house in dust
You taught me how to drive a car
Even though I ”killed” fourteen pedestrians
You taught me how physics can be weird
When we broke the window
While playing a game of wiffle ball
When I didn’t swing at the pitch
You taught me how to whine and complain
But only about things that mattered
However I learned a bit to well
‘Cuz now it’s now a daily occurrence
You taught me how to mow the lawn
And what was the easiest way
And even after the mower blew up
You still have me cut it anyway
There are many more things that I could say
That you taught me well
But I looked at the clock and then realized
That my alarm will be going off soon
I want you to know that though you may think
That I never listen
I’ve heard what you said and learned what you’ve taught
And for everything I’m grateful
When I was a kid I always said
That you were my hero
The same still rings true, even today
I just wanted to say I love you
Brian
I am so very sorry to hear
about your Father. You all
are in my prayers, the
bible promises that soon
there will be no more mourning
no more pain. Rev 21:3,4.
I am going to miss Elton as he was such a good neighbor and friend. On my way into the garage, I still look over at the barbeque expecting him to be cooking or listening to a Mariners game. I really enjoyed talking with him over the fense. I am so sorry for your loss.
Gary