Thank you so much to Wings of Grace who sponsored my Jack's memorial! I appreciate your very kind gift Wings of Grace, and what a special treat this is for my family ♥ You are so very kind to do this and I appreciate you! He was an amazing cousin to my father and family. Thank you!
Jack William Hyder, born 1930 in Buhl, Idaho, in the house my father was also born in, to Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae Franklin. Our families all lived together in Buhl, on a good sized lot with a house of three bedrooms, and a huge garage, to protect Grandfather's bus. Living there between 1925-1933 were Great Grandfather Franklin, and his two daughters Dorothy Mae, married to Seward Hyder; and Minnie, married to Henry Rodig. The house was a colorful family with other children born which include Mary Lou Hyder, Jack Hyder, Laverna Rodig, Leonard Rodig, and Dolores Rodig. During one family adult time, the adults had holes in the kitchen floor in certain areas, where they chewed and spit out their tobacco, as the house had a dirt foundation. Many stories! Leonard Rodig bought the house in 1980 and rented it out, as he worked in Eastern Washington and then the Seattle area for Battelle Research Institute.
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On July 13, 1930, born in his grandparents' home in Buhl, Idaho, Jack William Hyder found his voice which began a singing voice - a life blessing with all of those whom he met. As the son of Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae (Franklin) Hyder, Jack grew up and went to school in Buhl, and his younger years involved numerous amazing adventures with his cousins, younger sister, Mary Lou (Ross), and his grandparents of both sides.
Jack set out on his own as a teenager, taking on the life of a cowboy on the Nevada desert ranches and open range. While there, he honed his skills of gentling and training young colts and fillies, cooking beans and coffee around a campfire, and singing the beautiful music of his soul. During this time, Jack made many new lifelong friends and developed a strong desire to have a ranch of his own someday.
Helping out in an emergency by driving a milk truck in the infamous winter of 1949, Jack found himself stranded in the tiny town of Castleford. When an impromptu dance was put together for the entertainment of the snowbound, the handsome cowboy saw and pursued the beautiful school teacher and an everlasting romance began. Jack married Betty Lucille Scott on Aug. 9, 1950, on the lawn at her parents' home in Twin Falls, Idaho. Children Karla Kay, Scott and Wade were born into this union.
Jack joined the United States Navy in 1951 and served as a barber at the U.S. Naval Training Center in San Diego, Calif. He was deployed on the Destroyer USS Fechteler (DE-157) during the end of the Korean War until 1955. He was able to travel to and see new views of the world as he served his country, which he often reflected upon. As a member of the VFW and the American Legion, he has continued to share his patriotism and love of country with others and to serve those who serve our country. Jack and Betty have enjoyed attending many USS Fechteler and Tin Can Sailor reunions throughout the nation over the years.
Jack operated a barbershop in Twin Falls for 2½ decades. Every day he would show up at work with a big smile, wearing a white shirt that Betty had washed, starched and ironed for him and a tie. He greeted everyone with a hearty handshake and made new friends easily while treasuring lasting relationships. In his spare time, Jack trained horses and milked the Jersey cow so the family would always have fresh dairy products and horses to ride.
In 1960, Jack and Betty bought an old farm and moved from Twin Falls to Jerome where the next adventure began. Many Sundays were spent building fences and the children were taught by example what a strong work ethic meant. Jack and Betty had taken on a lot of extra work by buying that "fixer-upper" but it never deterred them and, about ten years later as fences were built and rebuilt and the children and the number of horses and cattle continued to grow, the opportunity came to buy the adjoining property — another, bigger, older "fixer-upper" which became their home on the hill. Jack took great pride in green pastures, good fences, fat cows and frisky calves, and well-bred, well-trained, healthy horses.
In 1970, after years of night school and correspondence courses, Jack began his career in agri-business at Production Credit Association in Twin Falls as a field agent traveling to farms, ranches, and dairies throughout the Magic and Wood River valleys. Although he no longer had to wear white shirts to work, Betty continued her loving laundry magic, ironing colored dress shirts instead. In 1980, he was recruited to be the manager of Farmers National Bank in Wendell, where he made even more friends and impact on the community for more than another decade.
After his retirement, he enjoyed trading cattle at the sale yard and reviving his horse breeding operation that had originated in the 1960s with American saddlers. Those who knew him well recognized that Jack's door would always be open if they needed sound and frank financial advice. Jack entered a new phase in his real estate endeavors, moving from acquiring more "fixer-uppers" to planning and developing his own little subdivision on the property that he and Betty had purchased in 1960. He also worked as a deputy for the Jerome County Sheriff's office and did private security and investigation work for several years.
Service has always been very important to Jack and Betty and they have passed this legacy onto their posterity. Jack has been a member of innumerable civic organizations, including the Jerome County Fair Board, ISHSA, Rotary, Chamber of Commerce, the El Korah Shriner's, and the Twin Falls and Jerome Masonic lodges. He has helped with the Jerome Soup Kitchen, Interfaith Caregivers, Red Cross Blood drawings and local elections. Jack continued to sing for hundreds of weddings, funerals and community events over the years. His voice, heard and loved by many, was temporarily silenced Monday, Aug. 26, 2013, as Jack and his heavenly voice left this earth to sing in more exalted spheres.
Throughout the years, Jack and Betty have found much joy interacting with their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren and supporting them in their various activities.
Jack was preceded in death by his parents, his sister, and one grandson.
Jack is loved and survived by his sweetheart and wife, Betty; children, Karla Kay (Larry) Shaffer, Scott (Heike) Hyder and Wade Hyder; grandchildren, Levi (Janae) Shaffer, Erika (Tom) Kunzler, SarahLynn (Brock) Camper and Allison (Curtis) Saunders; and 10 great-grandchildren; as well numerous extended family members.
There will be a viewing from 6 to 8 p.m. Monday, Sept. 2, at Farnsworth Mortuary, 1343 S. Lincoln in Jerome. The celebration of life service will be held at 11 a.m. Tuesday, Sept. 3, in the Jerome United Methodist Church, 211 S. Buchanan St. Interment will follow at Sunset Memorial Park in Twin Falls.
In lieu of flowers, the family suggests contributions in Jack's memory be made to the Shriner's Hospitals for Children (Fairfax Road at Virginia Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84103), The Idaho Youth Ranch (P.O. Box 8538, Boise, ID 83707-9921), or any other charity of your choice.
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It is with great joy, that I share
some excerpts of the recollections of Jack Hyder, as told to me (Tami Sherrill)
several years ago. I have kept his wording intact. Jack writes:
We moved a lot when I was a boy. We were in Eagle, Idaho, California,
Washington, and Oregon. The years I remember were when we lived on 11th Street
in Buhl, Idaho, with Grandpa Franklin. They tell me that was where I was born.
I started 1st grade at FH Buhl. Grandpa owned and drove school bus #3. After a
while, I made friends with kids around our area and we would walk to and from
school together. That year, I broke my arm roller skating, showing off on how I
could turn in a circle.
I remember when I was in the 5th grade at Lincoln School, money was tight, but
it always seemed like. I wanted a bicycle, we lived on the end of 10th street
next to the rodeo grounds. They used to have an auction every Saturday in Buhl.
Anything from calves, goats, chickens - you name it, they had it. Well, I was
with Grandpa at the sale that started around 10am. And the Ramona showhouse
matinee didn't start til 2pm, so it was fun to watch the auction til time for
the 5 cent matinee. Well, while we were at the sale, they sold a bicycle.
Grandpa got it for me and I remember saying, "But Grandpa, that's a girls
bicycle!". And, he told me, "You wait and see. I'll fix it". He did. He
welded a bar across and painted the bike green. It was great!
I remember every 4th of July, we would go to the South Hills. Aunts, Uncles,
Cousins, and Grandpa would take the bus. We had a great time. We were living
on the John Brown place, about ½ mile east of my aunt and uncle, when Japan
bombed Pearl Harbor. I was in the 6th grade, in Mrs. Gault's room that year.
Dad, Mom, and my sister Mary Lou in the early spring, moved to Hermiston,
Oregon. Dad went to work for the Government - not wanting me to leave school in
the middle of the year, as school was hard for me. I got to stay with Grandpa
until the end of the school year. We played a lot of cards. He loved to play
pinochle. He told me stories about when he lived in Colorado (in the Greeley,
Gunnison, Brush area) in the late 1890's. He told me about losing all of his
cattle due to a blizzard and about his horse, Jimmy. My mother was born in Fort
Morgan, Colorado, in 1905. He told stories about when they moved to Washington.
He told me how he lost his fingers in a sawmill accident and about digging for
clams in Bellingham and Seaside. My Grandpa was a small man, but stout as a
bull. He told me how he used to haul kids to school, then go back home to take
the bed off the truck, and haul potatoes for P. F. Alquist. He'd go back home,
put the bus bed back on, and take the kids home from school. I was very
fortunate that year - my grades came up considerably because I had an older
cousin right next door tutoring me all the time. Now that I think about it, I
wonder why one of them didn't go into education. They all did very well.
Grandpa was a great cook. He made the best pancakes. I will always cherish
that year with Grandpa. He was a man among men.
When I got out of school that year, I moved to Hermiston. And that fall, we all
moved to Yakima, Wa. I was enrolled in the 7th grade at Franklin Jr. High. We
were there until my sophomore year. While we were in Yakima, Grandpa would
drive his bus from Buhl, with all the seats out, to our home. He had his own
RV. If I remember right, one time in the summer, my Aunt, Uncle and cousins
came to visit us in Yakima with Grandpa. At that time, it was a beautiful area
with all types of fruit trees, hop fields, etc. It was easy to get work if you
wanted, if you were big enough and old enough.
In 1945, we moved back to Buhl. Dad rented 120 acres on top of the hill in the
Lucerne area. It was mostly hay and pasture, no electricity or water, and an
outhouse about 120 ft. from the house. I remember in the evening, Mom and Dad
would turn our battery radio on to hear "Lum and Abner" or "I Love A Mystery".
There were several others - Jack Benny, George Burns, and Gracie Allen. Anyway,
the radio was off limits to the kids, hands off, that battery was no plaything.
Kerosens lamps, our stove was a majestic wood stove. My mother was a good cook
and she made a lot of bread. We had chickens and 8 milk cows. Saturday was a
big day. We did chores, and then would go to Buhl around 11am. Mom would sell
her eggs and buy groceries. Dad usually went to the Sport Shop or Gibbs and
played cards. I got anywhere from 50 cents to $1 to spend.
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Thank you so much Jack for sharing your words. You are such a valuable cousin and so grand telling us what you did. I wish you were still here so I could ask you so much more on your life. Rest in sweet heavenly peace! Love, Tami
Jack William Hyder, born 1930 in Buhl, Idaho, in the house my father was also born in, to Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae Franklin. Our families all lived together in Buhl, on a good sized lot with a house of three bedrooms, and a huge garage, to protect Grandfather's bus. Living there between 1925-1933 were Great Grandfather Franklin, and his two daughters Dorothy Mae, married to Seward Hyder; and Minnie, married to Henry Rodig. The house was a colorful family with other children born which include Mary Lou Hyder, Jack Hyder, Laverna Rodig, Leonard Rodig, and Dolores Rodig. During one family adult time, the adults had holes in the kitchen floor in certain areas, where they chewed and spit out their tobacco, as the house had a dirt foundation. Many stories! Leonard Rodig bought the house in 1980 and rented it out, as he worked in Eastern Washington and then the Seattle area for Battelle Research Institute.
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On July 13, 1930, born in his grandparents' home in Buhl, Idaho, Jack William Hyder found his voice which began a singing voice - a life blessing with all of those whom he met. As the son of Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae (Franklin) Hyder, Jack grew up and went to school in Buhl, and his younger years involved numerous amazing adventures with his cousins, younger sister, Mary Lou (Ross), and his grandparents of both sides.
Jack set out on his own as a teenager, taking on the life of a cowboy on the Nevada desert ranches and open range. While there, he honed his skills of gentling and training young colts and fillies, cooking beans and coffee around a campfire, and singing the beautiful music of his soul. During this time, Jack made many new lifelong friends and developed a strong desire to have a ranch of his own someday.
Helping out in an emergency by driving a milk truck in the infamous winter of 1949, Jack found himself stranded in the tiny town of Castleford. When an impromptu dance was put together for the entertainment of the snowbound, the handsome cowboy saw and pursued the beautiful school teacher and an everlasting romance began. Jack married Betty Lucille Scott on Aug. 9, 1950, on the lawn at her parents' home in Twin Falls, Idaho. Children Karla Kay, Scott and Wade were born into this union.
Jack joined the United States Navy in 1951 and served as a barber at the U.S. Naval Training Center in San Diego, Calif. He was deployed on the Destroyer USS Fechteler (DE-157) during the end of the Korean War until 1955. He was able to travel to and see new views of the world as he served his country, which he often reflected upon. As a member of the VFW and the American Legion, he has continued to share his patriotism and love of country with others and to serve those who serve our country. Jack and Betty have enjoyed attending many USS Fechteler and Tin Can Sailor reunions throughout the nation over the years.
Jack operated a barbershop in Twin Falls for 2½ decades. Every day he would show up at work with a big smile, wearing a white shirt that Betty had washed, starched and ironed for him and a tie. He greeted everyone with a hearty handshake and made new friends easily while treasuring lasting relationships. In his spare time, Jack trained horses and milked the Jersey cow so the family would always have fresh dairy products and horses to ride.
In 1960, Jack and Betty bought an old farm and moved from Twin Falls to Jerome where the next adventure began. Many Sundays were spent building fences and the children were taught by example what a strong work ethic meant. Jack and Betty had taken on a lot of extra work by buying that "fixer-upper" but it never deterred them and, about ten years later as fences were built and rebuilt and the children and the number of horses and cattle continued to grow, the opportunity came to buy the adjoining property — another, bigger, older "fixer-upper" which became their home on the hill. Jack took great pride in green pastures, good fences, fat cows and frisky calves, and well-bred, well-trained, healthy horses.
In 1970, after years of night school and correspondence courses, Jack began his career in agri-business at Production Credit Association in Twin Falls as a field agent traveling to farms, ranches, and dairies throughout the Magic and Wood River valleys. Although he no longer had to wear white shirts to work, Betty continued her loving laundry magic, ironing colored dress shirts instead. In 1980, he was recruited to be the manager of Farmers National Bank in Wendell, where he made even more friends and impact on the community for more than another decade.
After his retirement, he enjoyed trading cattle at the sale yard and reviving his horse breeding operation that had originated in the 1960s with American saddlers. Those who knew him well recognized that Jack's door would always be open if they needed sound and frank financial advice. Jack entered a new phase in his real estate endeavors, moving from acquiring more "fixer-uppers" to planning and developing his own little subdivision on the property that he and Betty had purchased in 1960. He also worked as a deputy for the Jerome County Sheriff's office and did private security and investigation work for several years.
Service has always been very important to Jack and Betty and they have passed this legacy onto their posterity. Jack has been a member of innumerable civic organizations, including the Jerome County Fair Board, ISHSA, Rotary, Chamber of Commerce, the El Korah Shriner's, and the Twin Falls and Jerome Masonic lodges. He has helped with the Jerome Soup Kitchen, Interfaith Caregivers, Red Cross Blood drawings and local elections. Jack continued to sing for hundreds of weddings, funerals and community events over the years. His voice, heard and loved by many, was temporarily silenced Monday, Aug. 26, 2013, as Jack and his heavenly voice left this earth to sing in more exalted spheres.
Throughout the years, Jack and Betty have found much joy interacting with their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren and supporting them in their various activities.
Jack was preceded in death by his parents, his sister, and one grandson.
Jack is loved and survived by his sweetheart and wife, Betty; children, Karla Kay (Larry) Shaffer, Scott (Heike) Hyder and Wade Hyder; grandchildren, Levi (Janae) Shaffer, Erika (Tom) Kunzler, SarahLynn (Brock) Camper and Allison (Curtis) Saunders; and 10 great-grandchildren; as well numerous extended family members.
There will be a viewing from 6 to 8 p.m. Monday, Sept. 2, at Farnsworth Mortuary, 1343 S. Lincoln in Jerome. The celebration of life service will be held at 11 a.m. Tuesday, Sept. 3, in the Jerome United Methodist Church, 211 S. Buchanan St. Interment will follow at Sunset Memorial Park in Twin Falls.
In lieu of flowers, the family suggests contributions in Jack's memory be made to the Shriner's Hospitals for Children (Fairfax Road at Virginia Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84103), The Idaho Youth Ranch (P.O. Box 8538, Boise, ID 83707-9921), or any other charity of your choice.
--
It is with great joy, that I share
some excerpts of the recollections of Jack Hyder, as told to me (Tami Sherrill)
several years ago. I have kept his wording intact. Jack writes:
We moved a lot when I was a boy. We were in Eagle, Idaho, California,
Washington, and Oregon. The years I remember were when we lived on 11th Street
in Buhl, Idaho, with Grandpa Franklin. They tell me that was where I was born.
I started 1st grade at FH Buhl. Grandpa owned and drove school bus #3. After a
while, I made friends with kids around our area and we would walk to and from
school together. That year, I broke my arm roller skating, showing off on how I
could turn in a circle.
I remember when I was in the 5th grade at Lincoln School, money was tight, but
it always seemed like. I wanted a bicycle, we lived on the end of 10th street
next to the rodeo grounds. They used to have an auction every Saturday in Buhl.
Anything from calves, goats, chickens - you name it, they had it. Well, I was
with Grandpa at the sale that started around 10am. And the Ramona showhouse
matinee didn't start til 2pm, so it was fun to watch the auction til time for
the 5 cent matinee. Well, while we were at the sale, they sold a bicycle.
Grandpa got it for me and I remember saying, "But Grandpa, that's a girls
bicycle!". And, he told me, "You wait and see. I'll fix it". He did. He
welded a bar across and painted the bike green. It was great!
I remember every 4th of July, we would go to the South Hills. Aunts, Uncles,
Cousins, and Grandpa would take the bus. We had a great time. We were living
on the John Brown place, about ½ mile east of my aunt and uncle, when Japan
bombed Pearl Harbor. I was in the 6th grade, in Mrs. Gault's room that year.
Dad, Mom, and my sister Mary Lou in the early spring, moved to Hermiston,
Oregon. Dad went to work for the Government - not wanting me to leave school in
the middle of the year, as school was hard for me. I got to stay with Grandpa
until the end of the school year. We played a lot of cards. He loved to play
pinochle. He told me stories about when he lived in Colorado (in the Greeley,
Gunnison, Brush area) in the late 1890's. He told me about losing all of his
cattle due to a blizzard and about his horse, Jimmy. My mother was born in Fort
Morgan, Colorado, in 1905. He told stories about when they moved to Washington.
He told me how he lost his fingers in a sawmill accident and about digging for
clams in Bellingham and Seaside. My Grandpa was a small man, but stout as a
bull. He told me how he used to haul kids to school, then go back home to take
the bed off the truck, and haul potatoes for P. F. Alquist. He'd go back home,
put the bus bed back on, and take the kids home from school. I was very
fortunate that year - my grades came up considerably because I had an older
cousin right next door tutoring me all the time. Now that I think about it, I
wonder why one of them didn't go into education. They all did very well.
Grandpa was a great cook. He made the best pancakes. I will always cherish
that year with Grandpa. He was a man among men.
When I got out of school that year, I moved to Hermiston. And that fall, we all
moved to Yakima, Wa. I was enrolled in the 7th grade at Franklin Jr. High. We
were there until my sophomore year. While we were in Yakima, Grandpa would
drive his bus from Buhl, with all the seats out, to our home. He had his own
RV. If I remember right, one time in the summer, my Aunt, Uncle and cousins
came to visit us in Yakima with Grandpa. At that time, it was a beautiful area
with all types of fruit trees, hop fields, etc. It was easy to get work if you
wanted, if you were big enough and old enough.
In 1945, we moved back to Buhl. Dad rented 120 acres on top of the hill in the
Lucerne area. It was mostly hay and pasture, no electricity or water, and an
outhouse about 120 ft. from the house. I remember in the evening, Mom and Dad
would turn our battery radio on to hear "Lum and Abner" or "I Love A Mystery".
There were several others - Jack Benny, George Burns, and Gracie Allen. Anyway,
the radio was off limits to the kids, hands off, that battery was no plaything.
Kerosens lamps, our stove was a majestic wood stove. My mother was a good cook
and she made a lot of bread. We had chickens and 8 milk cows. Saturday was a
big day. We did chores, and then would go to Buhl around 11am. Mom would sell
her eggs and buy groceries. Dad usually went to the Sport Shop or Gibbs and
played cards. I got anywhere from 50 cents to $1 to spend.
--
Thank you so much Jack for sharing your words. You are such a valuable cousin and so grand telling us what you did. I wish you were still here so I could ask you so much more on your life. Rest in sweet heavenly peace! Love, Tami
Thank you so much to Wings of Grace who sponsored my Jack's memorial! I appreciate your very kind gift Wings of Grace, and what a special treat this is for my family ♥ You are so very kind to do this and I appreciate you! He was an amazing cousin to my father and family. Thank you!
Jack William Hyder, born 1930 in Buhl, Idaho, in the house my father was also born in, to Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae Franklin. Our families all lived together in Buhl, on a good sized lot with a house of three bedrooms, and a huge garage, to protect Grandfather's bus. Living there between 1925-1933 were Great Grandfather Franklin, and his two daughters Dorothy Mae, married to Seward Hyder; and Minnie, married to Henry Rodig. The house was a colorful family with other children born which include Mary Lou Hyder, Jack Hyder, Laverna Rodig, Leonard Rodig, and Dolores Rodig. During one family adult time, the adults had holes in the kitchen floor in certain areas, where they chewed and spit out their tobacco, as the house had a dirt foundation. Many stories! Leonard Rodig bought the house in 1980 and rented it out, as he worked in Eastern Washington and then the Seattle area for Battelle Research Institute.
--
On July 13, 1930, born in his grandparents' home in Buhl, Idaho, Jack William Hyder found his voice which began a singing voice - a life blessing with all of those whom he met. As the son of Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae (Franklin) Hyder, Jack grew up and went to school in Buhl, and his younger years involved numerous amazing adventures with his cousins, younger sister, Mary Lou (Ross), and his grandparents of both sides.
Jack set out on his own as a teenager, taking on the life of a cowboy on the Nevada desert ranches and open range. While there, he honed his skills of gentling and training young colts and fillies, cooking beans and coffee around a campfire, and singing the beautiful music of his soul. During this time, Jack made many new lifelong friends and developed a strong desire to have a ranch of his own someday.
Helping out in an emergency by driving a milk truck in the infamous winter of 1949, Jack found himself stranded in the tiny town of Castleford. When an impromptu dance was put together for the entertainment of the snowbound, the handsome cowboy saw and pursued the beautiful school teacher and an everlasting romance began. Jack married Betty Lucille Scott on Aug. 9, 1950, on the lawn at her parents' home in Twin Falls, Idaho. Children Karla Kay, Scott and Wade were born into this union.
Jack joined the United States Navy in 1951 and served as a barber at the U.S. Naval Training Center in San Diego, Calif. He was deployed on the Destroyer USS Fechteler (DE-157) during the end of the Korean War until 1955. He was able to travel to and see new views of the world as he served his country, which he often reflected upon. As a member of the VFW and the American Legion, he has continued to share his patriotism and love of country with others and to serve those who serve our country. Jack and Betty have enjoyed attending many USS Fechteler and Tin Can Sailor reunions throughout the nation over the years.
Jack operated a barbershop in Twin Falls for 2½ decades. Every day he would show up at work with a big smile, wearing a white shirt that Betty had washed, starched and ironed for him and a tie. He greeted everyone with a hearty handshake and made new friends easily while treasuring lasting relationships. In his spare time, Jack trained horses and milked the Jersey cow so the family would always have fresh dairy products and horses to ride.
In 1960, Jack and Betty bought an old farm and moved from Twin Falls to Jerome where the next adventure began. Many Sundays were spent building fences and the children were taught by example what a strong work ethic meant. Jack and Betty had taken on a lot of extra work by buying that "fixer-upper" but it never deterred them and, about ten years later as fences were built and rebuilt and the children and the number of horses and cattle continued to grow, the opportunity came to buy the adjoining property — another, bigger, older "fixer-upper" which became their home on the hill. Jack took great pride in green pastures, good fences, fat cows and frisky calves, and well-bred, well-trained, healthy horses.
In 1970, after years of night school and correspondence courses, Jack began his career in agri-business at Production Credit Association in Twin Falls as a field agent traveling to farms, ranches, and dairies throughout the Magic and Wood River valleys. Although he no longer had to wear white shirts to work, Betty continued her loving laundry magic, ironing colored dress shirts instead. In 1980, he was recruited to be the manager of Farmers National Bank in Wendell, where he made even more friends and impact on the community for more than another decade.
After his retirement, he enjoyed trading cattle at the sale yard and reviving his horse breeding operation that had originated in the 1960s with American saddlers. Those who knew him well recognized that Jack's door would always be open if they needed sound and frank financial advice. Jack entered a new phase in his real estate endeavors, moving from acquiring more "fixer-uppers" to planning and developing his own little subdivision on the property that he and Betty had purchased in 1960. He also worked as a deputy for the Jerome County Sheriff's office and did private security and investigation work for several years.
Service has always been very important to Jack and Betty and they have passed this legacy onto their posterity. Jack has been a member of innumerable civic organizations, including the Jerome County Fair Board, ISHSA, Rotary, Chamber of Commerce, the El Korah Shriner's, and the Twin Falls and Jerome Masonic lodges. He has helped with the Jerome Soup Kitchen, Interfaith Caregivers, Red Cross Blood drawings and local elections. Jack continued to sing for hundreds of weddings, funerals and community events over the years. His voice, heard and loved by many, was temporarily silenced Monday, Aug. 26, 2013, as Jack and his heavenly voice left this earth to sing in more exalted spheres.
Throughout the years, Jack and Betty have found much joy interacting with their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren and supporting them in their various activities.
Jack was preceded in death by his parents, his sister, and one grandson.
Jack is loved and survived by his sweetheart and wife, Betty; children, Karla Kay (Larry) Shaffer, Scott (Heike) Hyder and Wade Hyder; grandchildren, Levi (Janae) Shaffer, Erika (Tom) Kunzler, SarahLynn (Brock) Camper and Allison (Curtis) Saunders; and 10 great-grandchildren; as well numerous extended family members.
There will be a viewing from 6 to 8 p.m. Monday, Sept. 2, at Farnsworth Mortuary, 1343 S. Lincoln in Jerome. The celebration of life service will be held at 11 a.m. Tuesday, Sept. 3, in the Jerome United Methodist Church, 211 S. Buchanan St. Interment will follow at Sunset Memorial Park in Twin Falls.
In lieu of flowers, the family suggests contributions in Jack's memory be made to the Shriner's Hospitals for Children (Fairfax Road at Virginia Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84103), The Idaho Youth Ranch (P.O. Box 8538, Boise, ID 83707-9921), or any other charity of your choice.
--
It is with great joy, that I share
some excerpts of the recollections of Jack Hyder, as told to me (Tami Sherrill)
several years ago. I have kept his wording intact. Jack writes:
We moved a lot when I was a boy. We were in Eagle, Idaho, California,
Washington, and Oregon. The years I remember were when we lived on 11th Street
in Buhl, Idaho, with Grandpa Franklin. They tell me that was where I was born.
I started 1st grade at FH Buhl. Grandpa owned and drove school bus #3. After a
while, I made friends with kids around our area and we would walk to and from
school together. That year, I broke my arm roller skating, showing off on how I
could turn in a circle.
I remember when I was in the 5th grade at Lincoln School, money was tight, but
it always seemed like. I wanted a bicycle, we lived on the end of 10th street
next to the rodeo grounds. They used to have an auction every Saturday in Buhl.
Anything from calves, goats, chickens - you name it, they had it. Well, I was
with Grandpa at the sale that started around 10am. And the Ramona showhouse
matinee didn't start til 2pm, so it was fun to watch the auction til time for
the 5 cent matinee. Well, while we were at the sale, they sold a bicycle.
Grandpa got it for me and I remember saying, "But Grandpa, that's a girls
bicycle!". And, he told me, "You wait and see. I'll fix it". He did. He
welded a bar across and painted the bike green. It was great!
I remember every 4th of July, we would go to the South Hills. Aunts, Uncles,
Cousins, and Grandpa would take the bus. We had a great time. We were living
on the John Brown place, about ½ mile east of my aunt and uncle, when Japan
bombed Pearl Harbor. I was in the 6th grade, in Mrs. Gault's room that year.
Dad, Mom, and my sister Mary Lou in the early spring, moved to Hermiston,
Oregon. Dad went to work for the Government - not wanting me to leave school in
the middle of the year, as school was hard for me. I got to stay with Grandpa
until the end of the school year. We played a lot of cards. He loved to play
pinochle. He told me stories about when he lived in Colorado (in the Greeley,
Gunnison, Brush area) in the late 1890's. He told me about losing all of his
cattle due to a blizzard and about his horse, Jimmy. My mother was born in Fort
Morgan, Colorado, in 1905. He told stories about when they moved to Washington.
He told me how he lost his fingers in a sawmill accident and about digging for
clams in Bellingham and Seaside. My Grandpa was a small man, but stout as a
bull. He told me how he used to haul kids to school, then go back home to take
the bed off the truck, and haul potatoes for P. F. Alquist. He'd go back home,
put the bus bed back on, and take the kids home from school. I was very
fortunate that year - my grades came up considerably because I had an older
cousin right next door tutoring me all the time. Now that I think about it, I
wonder why one of them didn't go into education. They all did very well.
Grandpa was a great cook. He made the best pancakes. I will always cherish
that year with Grandpa. He was a man among men.
When I got out of school that year, I moved to Hermiston. And that fall, we all
moved to Yakima, Wa. I was enrolled in the 7th grade at Franklin Jr. High. We
were there until my sophomore year. While we were in Yakima, Grandpa would
drive his bus from Buhl, with all the seats out, to our home. He had his own
RV. If I remember right, one time in the summer, my Aunt, Uncle and cousins
came to visit us in Yakima with Grandpa. At that time, it was a beautiful area
with all types of fruit trees, hop fields, etc. It was easy to get work if you
wanted, if you were big enough and old enough.
In 1945, we moved back to Buhl. Dad rented 120 acres on top of the hill in the
Lucerne area. It was mostly hay and pasture, no electricity or water, and an
outhouse about 120 ft. from the house. I remember in the evening, Mom and Dad
would turn our battery radio on to hear "Lum and Abner" or "I Love A Mystery".
There were several others - Jack Benny, George Burns, and Gracie Allen. Anyway,
the radio was off limits to the kids, hands off, that battery was no plaything.
Kerosens lamps, our stove was a majestic wood stove. My mother was a good cook
and she made a lot of bread. We had chickens and 8 milk cows. Saturday was a
big day. We did chores, and then would go to Buhl around 11am. Mom would sell
her eggs and buy groceries. Dad usually went to the Sport Shop or Gibbs and
played cards. I got anywhere from 50 cents to $1 to spend.
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Thank you so much Jack for sharing your words. You are such a valuable cousin and so grand telling us what you did. I wish you were still here so I could ask you so much more on your life. Rest in sweet heavenly peace! Love, Tami
Jack William Hyder, born 1930 in Buhl, Idaho, in the house my father was also born in, to Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae Franklin. Our families all lived together in Buhl, on a good sized lot with a house of three bedrooms, and a huge garage, to protect Grandfather's bus. Living there between 1925-1933 were Great Grandfather Franklin, and his two daughters Dorothy Mae, married to Seward Hyder; and Minnie, married to Henry Rodig. The house was a colorful family with other children born which include Mary Lou Hyder, Jack Hyder, Laverna Rodig, Leonard Rodig, and Dolores Rodig. During one family adult time, the adults had holes in the kitchen floor in certain areas, where they chewed and spit out their tobacco, as the house had a dirt foundation. Many stories! Leonard Rodig bought the house in 1980 and rented it out, as he worked in Eastern Washington and then the Seattle area for Battelle Research Institute.
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On July 13, 1930, born in his grandparents' home in Buhl, Idaho, Jack William Hyder found his voice which began a singing voice - a life blessing with all of those whom he met. As the son of Seward Adam Hyder and Dorothy Mae (Franklin) Hyder, Jack grew up and went to school in Buhl, and his younger years involved numerous amazing adventures with his cousins, younger sister, Mary Lou (Ross), and his grandparents of both sides.
Jack set out on his own as a teenager, taking on the life of a cowboy on the Nevada desert ranches and open range. While there, he honed his skills of gentling and training young colts and fillies, cooking beans and coffee around a campfire, and singing the beautiful music of his soul. During this time, Jack made many new lifelong friends and developed a strong desire to have a ranch of his own someday.
Helping out in an emergency by driving a milk truck in the infamous winter of 1949, Jack found himself stranded in the tiny town of Castleford. When an impromptu dance was put together for the entertainment of the snowbound, the handsome cowboy saw and pursued the beautiful school teacher and an everlasting romance began. Jack married Betty Lucille Scott on Aug. 9, 1950, on the lawn at her parents' home in Twin Falls, Idaho. Children Karla Kay, Scott and Wade were born into this union.
Jack joined the United States Navy in 1951 and served as a barber at the U.S. Naval Training Center in San Diego, Calif. He was deployed on the Destroyer USS Fechteler (DE-157) during the end of the Korean War until 1955. He was able to travel to and see new views of the world as he served his country, which he often reflected upon. As a member of the VFW and the American Legion, he has continued to share his patriotism and love of country with others and to serve those who serve our country. Jack and Betty have enjoyed attending many USS Fechteler and Tin Can Sailor reunions throughout the nation over the years.
Jack operated a barbershop in Twin Falls for 2½ decades. Every day he would show up at work with a big smile, wearing a white shirt that Betty had washed, starched and ironed for him and a tie. He greeted everyone with a hearty handshake and made new friends easily while treasuring lasting relationships. In his spare time, Jack trained horses and milked the Jersey cow so the family would always have fresh dairy products and horses to ride.
In 1960, Jack and Betty bought an old farm and moved from Twin Falls to Jerome where the next adventure began. Many Sundays were spent building fences and the children were taught by example what a strong work ethic meant. Jack and Betty had taken on a lot of extra work by buying that "fixer-upper" but it never deterred them and, about ten years later as fences were built and rebuilt and the children and the number of horses and cattle continued to grow, the opportunity came to buy the adjoining property — another, bigger, older "fixer-upper" which became their home on the hill. Jack took great pride in green pastures, good fences, fat cows and frisky calves, and well-bred, well-trained, healthy horses.
In 1970, after years of night school and correspondence courses, Jack began his career in agri-business at Production Credit Association in Twin Falls as a field agent traveling to farms, ranches, and dairies throughout the Magic and Wood River valleys. Although he no longer had to wear white shirts to work, Betty continued her loving laundry magic, ironing colored dress shirts instead. In 1980, he was recruited to be the manager of Farmers National Bank in Wendell, where he made even more friends and impact on the community for more than another decade.
After his retirement, he enjoyed trading cattle at the sale yard and reviving his horse breeding operation that had originated in the 1960s with American saddlers. Those who knew him well recognized that Jack's door would always be open if they needed sound and frank financial advice. Jack entered a new phase in his real estate endeavors, moving from acquiring more "fixer-uppers" to planning and developing his own little subdivision on the property that he and Betty had purchased in 1960. He also worked as a deputy for the Jerome County Sheriff's office and did private security and investigation work for several years.
Service has always been very important to Jack and Betty and they have passed this legacy onto their posterity. Jack has been a member of innumerable civic organizations, including the Jerome County Fair Board, ISHSA, Rotary, Chamber of Commerce, the El Korah Shriner's, and the Twin Falls and Jerome Masonic lodges. He has helped with the Jerome Soup Kitchen, Interfaith Caregivers, Red Cross Blood drawings and local elections. Jack continued to sing for hundreds of weddings, funerals and community events over the years. His voice, heard and loved by many, was temporarily silenced Monday, Aug. 26, 2013, as Jack and his heavenly voice left this earth to sing in more exalted spheres.
Throughout the years, Jack and Betty have found much joy interacting with their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren and supporting them in their various activities.
Jack was preceded in death by his parents, his sister, and one grandson.
Jack is loved and survived by his sweetheart and wife, Betty; children, Karla Kay (Larry) Shaffer, Scott (Heike) Hyder and Wade Hyder; grandchildren, Levi (Janae) Shaffer, Erika (Tom) Kunzler, SarahLynn (Brock) Camper and Allison (Curtis) Saunders; and 10 great-grandchildren; as well numerous extended family members.
There will be a viewing from 6 to 8 p.m. Monday, Sept. 2, at Farnsworth Mortuary, 1343 S. Lincoln in Jerome. The celebration of life service will be held at 11 a.m. Tuesday, Sept. 3, in the Jerome United Methodist Church, 211 S. Buchanan St. Interment will follow at Sunset Memorial Park in Twin Falls.
In lieu of flowers, the family suggests contributions in Jack's memory be made to the Shriner's Hospitals for Children (Fairfax Road at Virginia Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84103), The Idaho Youth Ranch (P.O. Box 8538, Boise, ID 83707-9921), or any other charity of your choice.
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It is with great joy, that I share
some excerpts of the recollections of Jack Hyder, as told to me (Tami Sherrill)
several years ago. I have kept his wording intact. Jack writes:
We moved a lot when I was a boy. We were in Eagle, Idaho, California,
Washington, and Oregon. The years I remember were when we lived on 11th Street
in Buhl, Idaho, with Grandpa Franklin. They tell me that was where I was born.
I started 1st grade at FH Buhl. Grandpa owned and drove school bus #3. After a
while, I made friends with kids around our area and we would walk to and from
school together. That year, I broke my arm roller skating, showing off on how I
could turn in a circle.
I remember when I was in the 5th grade at Lincoln School, money was tight, but
it always seemed like. I wanted a bicycle, we lived on the end of 10th street
next to the rodeo grounds. They used to have an auction every Saturday in Buhl.
Anything from calves, goats, chickens - you name it, they had it. Well, I was
with Grandpa at the sale that started around 10am. And the Ramona showhouse
matinee didn't start til 2pm, so it was fun to watch the auction til time for
the 5 cent matinee. Well, while we were at the sale, they sold a bicycle.
Grandpa got it for me and I remember saying, "But Grandpa, that's a girls
bicycle!". And, he told me, "You wait and see. I'll fix it". He did. He
welded a bar across and painted the bike green. It was great!
I remember every 4th of July, we would go to the South Hills. Aunts, Uncles,
Cousins, and Grandpa would take the bus. We had a great time. We were living
on the John Brown place, about ½ mile east of my aunt and uncle, when Japan
bombed Pearl Harbor. I was in the 6th grade, in Mrs. Gault's room that year.
Dad, Mom, and my sister Mary Lou in the early spring, moved to Hermiston,
Oregon. Dad went to work for the Government - not wanting me to leave school in
the middle of the year, as school was hard for me. I got to stay with Grandpa
until the end of the school year. We played a lot of cards. He loved to play
pinochle. He told me stories about when he lived in Colorado (in the Greeley,
Gunnison, Brush area) in the late 1890's. He told me about losing all of his
cattle due to a blizzard and about his horse, Jimmy. My mother was born in Fort
Morgan, Colorado, in 1905. He told stories about when they moved to Washington.
He told me how he lost his fingers in a sawmill accident and about digging for
clams in Bellingham and Seaside. My Grandpa was a small man, but stout as a
bull. He told me how he used to haul kids to school, then go back home to take
the bed off the truck, and haul potatoes for P. F. Alquist. He'd go back home,
put the bus bed back on, and take the kids home from school. I was very
fortunate that year - my grades came up considerably because I had an older
cousin right next door tutoring me all the time. Now that I think about it, I
wonder why one of them didn't go into education. They all did very well.
Grandpa was a great cook. He made the best pancakes. I will always cherish
that year with Grandpa. He was a man among men.
When I got out of school that year, I moved to Hermiston. And that fall, we all
moved to Yakima, Wa. I was enrolled in the 7th grade at Franklin Jr. High. We
were there until my sophomore year. While we were in Yakima, Grandpa would
drive his bus from Buhl, with all the seats out, to our home. He had his own
RV. If I remember right, one time in the summer, my Aunt, Uncle and cousins
came to visit us in Yakima with Grandpa. At that time, it was a beautiful area
with all types of fruit trees, hop fields, etc. It was easy to get work if you
wanted, if you were big enough and old enough.
In 1945, we moved back to Buhl. Dad rented 120 acres on top of the hill in the
Lucerne area. It was mostly hay and pasture, no electricity or water, and an
outhouse about 120 ft. from the house. I remember in the evening, Mom and Dad
would turn our battery radio on to hear "Lum and Abner" or "I Love A Mystery".
There were several others - Jack Benny, George Burns, and Gracie Allen. Anyway,
the radio was off limits to the kids, hands off, that battery was no plaything.
Kerosens lamps, our stove was a majestic wood stove. My mother was a good cook
and she made a lot of bread. We had chickens and 8 milk cows. Saturday was a
big day. We did chores, and then would go to Buhl around 11am. Mom would sell
her eggs and buy groceries. Dad usually went to the Sport Shop or Gibbs and
played cards. I got anywhere from 50 cents to $1 to spend.
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Thank you so much Jack for sharing your words. You are such a valuable cousin and so grand telling us what you did. I wish you were still here so I could ask you so much more on your life. Rest in sweet heavenly peace! Love, Tami
