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From the service for Gary Morioka

The following was posted on Gary's page at Legacy.com by his daighter

May 1, 2008
Dad - I miss you with all of me but am comforted knowing you are at rest and, hopefully, enjoying the best hot dog you've ever had. I love you and will carry everything you have taught me over the years throughout my life. Thank you for being my dad - I am truly lucky - and for giving me the greatest memories I could ever have.
Your Daughter

From Jan Muller Guerci:

     I Just returned from Gary's Funeral...I was soooo glad I went. There were about 150 people there.mostly from his University days, family, and friends from his life and work...His son Marshall gave a wonderful dedication to his Dad...he was obviously a very loving, devoted father and husband and had amassed many friends during his short life. Upon graduation from his beloved Alma Mater, OSU, where he was affiliated with the Beta Fraternity...(he earned an Electrical Engineering degree) he worked for GE for 25 years and then for Warehouser. He married Margo, who had a two year old son, Mitch, whom he adopted and then he and Margo had Marshall and Stacy...

    He loved his family followed by Golf, Bingo, Fireworks, and his almighty BEAVERS where he attended with season tickets to most of their football games...He always taught his children by example to Play hard, Give 100% of yourself at anything you do, play with passion, and be a good support team player...winning was not as important in life as was being a support player and learning from your mistakes.

     Many people stood up and told stories of their love and respect for Gary. His sisters Linda and Patsy, his brother Brian, and his Mom were all in attendance. I stood up and told about Gary's early life in TD..we were in the first grade together. In HighSchool he was our class President, Boy of the Year, an Honor studant, a terrific athlete on the track and on the football field...he had a great sense of humor, but was usually a quiet sort of guy we all respected greatly. He will be dearly missed at our reunion...Margo said he was planning to come and was looking forward to it and seeing everyone.

    After the service, Lynn Harmon came up to me as well as Dick Adkinson, who was in Linda's class...we had a nice chat about Gary. I was told Gary had had a colonoscopy about two years ago and they thought they got all of the cancer but it recently came back and that is what caused his untimely death.

    They also had a wonderful montage of pix with music of his life on the big screen..it was wonderful !!!

Jan Muller Guerci

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Gary's Memorial board

Gary with family

A table at Gary's service

Gary with family

The following poem was printed in Gary's funeral program

The Dash

I read of a reverend who stood to speak at the funeral of his friend
He refered to the dates on her tombstoen from the beginning to the end

He noted that first came the date of her birth and spoke of the following date with tears
But he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years

for that dash represents all the time she spent alive spent on earth
And now only those who loved her know what that little line is worth

For it matters not how much we own... the house... the cars... the cash
What matters is how we ive and love and how we spend our dash

So think about this long and hard, are there things you'd like to change
For you never know how much time is left, you could be at dash mid-range

if we could just slow down enough to consider what's true and real
And always try to understand how other people feel

And be less quick to anger and show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives like we've never loved before

If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile
Rmembering that this special dash might only last a little while

So when your euology's being read with your life's actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash?

Just a few of the emails received about Gary

From Gloria:
I still remember being in the 7th or 8th grade when someone told me Gary was Japanese. I was so surprised, I hadn't noticed he was anything different than the rest of us. I wish I could get to his service, he was a good friend.

Barbara Schunke Besan:
I remember well, you [ed: Jim], Gary and many others, fighting "battles" on the hill behind the school when we were still pretty young.
This is sad news for me, as Gary's mother lives in the same retirement center where my Mom was living. I would see Gary's mother just about every time I visited Mom and had dinner in their dining hall. I would ask about Gary....

Marti Bradley:
This sucks!!!
[ed: Amen!]

Linda Blackwelder Pall:
I remember Gary as that bright, clever intellect who excelled in school but had an ever creative, mischievous side as well. As a high school student, I vaguely knew of the Japanese internment experience and its disgrace on our nation's civil liberties record. But as many high school students and most students of history period, I didn't connect it to anyone I knew. (History for most of us was remote and detached, not the stuff of living blood, being created as we walked, spoke and acted, even on our small stages in Oregon or Idaho.)
I wonder if his mother and father were part of that, perhaps at Minidoka... I would have loved to have had the opportunity to talk more deeply about his background and get his insight on that unfortunate lapse in our national rspect for civil libertties...

Lynn Harmon:
Gary lived on 14th street within sight of our home (before they moved up on the hill). . . we were in Miss Miller's first grade class together and ran track and both went to OSU and graduated together in '67 . . . a wonderful person from a wonderful family

John Miller:
ohmygoodness . . . too young, way too young.