Merle C. Mallory, age 83 of Phoenix passed away Sunday, March 30, 2014 peacefully, surrounded by his family.
A loving husband, father and grandfather, Merle is survived by his wife of more than 50 years, Sharleen Mallory and his two sons and their families; Bart and Debbie Mallory of Surprise, AZ and their children Daniel and Emma; and Ted and Bethany Mallory of Charter Oak, IA and their children, Grace, Ellen, and Annamarie. And by two sisters; Marlene Smith of Ann Arbor, MI and Mildred Dean of Whitmore Lake, MI,
Born February 8, 1931 in Petoskey, Michigan to Clifton Frank and Hilda Gay Mallory. He attended high school in Belleville, Michigan, where his family had moved during WWII. Merle enjoyed working for a local farmer after school.
On December 5, 1950 he went to work for American Airlines. He enlisted in the United States Marine Corps in 1951. He was stationed on the aircraft carrier U.S.S. Bennington where he was part of the Air Reconnaissance Squadron VMC-2. He achieved the rank of Sergeant as crew chief for planes patrolling the Caribbean for Soviet activity.
Upon discharge in 1953, he resumed his employment at American Airlines, a job he would continue another 45 years, working at the Detroit Metro and then Phoenix Sky Harbor Airports. While working in Detroit, he met his future wife Sharleen M. Reilly, whom he married at Angelica Lutheran Church in Allen Park Michigan on April 20, 1963.
Merle attended adult instruction classes at Angelica where he was both baptized into the Christian faith and Confirmed as a member of the Lutheran church on the same day, May 10, 1964.
The couple moved to Phoenix, Arizona in 1968 where they would raise their two sons and become members at Christ Church Lutheran, where he attended Bible studies, often served as an usher and volunteered. Merle retired from American Airlines in 1997 and enjoyed traveling with his wife, bowling, playing cards and dominoes, and doting on his grandchildren. Merle never missed watching an Arizona Diamondbacks game on TV.
Other Posts & Poems about Dad and/or grief
- Dad's Military Service Compiled for Memorial Day some year's back
- Written on a plane on the inside jacket of a paperback on the way home Written on the flight home, after Dad's funeral
- I'm So Sorry Written after a colleague lost a child, in part to process having lost my brother-in-law. How do you express empathy? Just saying "I'm sorry for your loss," or "my condolences" seems so inadequate, right?
- Over the Hill Written months ago, thinking about the end-of-life journey that we'll all end up on
- Who's Hand is it Writing on my Paper Anyway? Written for the Iowa Writers' Project a few summers ago
- Do I Sound Like Him? This might be what they mean when they tell you things like, "they'll always be with you," or "they're a part of you."
- My Grandpa's Farm Written back in college, after the death of my Dad's dad- these sentiments now remind me of my Mom's widowhood, not just my Grandma's
- A Poem My Dad Taught Me A fun little thing that no doubt came from Petosky, Michigan, Dad's home town.
- 'Family & Ancestors' Pinterest Board I originally meant this to be a repository of family history research, but its turned into more of a scrap book of things that remind me of Dad.
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| Great way to remember both of these; P51 was one if Dad's favorite planes and Psalm 51 was his favorite psalm. #P51 #PS51 #Psalm51 |
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