Reverend Les Andrews was the husband of Lucille Mendenhall Andrews. They were married on June 24, 1943, in McPherson, Ks.
They were the parents of Marjorie (Margie), Michael (Mike-my dad), David, and Joseph (Joe). He was a grandfather and great grandfather to many. He was the son of Milton and Lydia Andrews, and brother to Milton, Martin, Robert (Bob), Alice, Martha, Eunice, and Anne.
He was preceeded in death by his parents, and his son, David.
He was loved so much by all his family. While he will be terribly missed, we are all comforted in the knowledge that he is with his Lord.
Les pastored many churches, as a Methodist Preacher throughout Kansas and Missouri. He was a poet, a songwriter, and sang with a Barber Shop Quartet.
I have so many memories of time spent with Grandpa. He never raised his voice. And his voice had an almost tremble in it when he spoke, making him sound so genuine in whatever he was talking about. I never felt like he loved me any more or less than anyone else in the world. He loved everyone equally. I almost envy that ability. Grandpa loved his family and loved to show us off. When we would visit his church, he would have us stand, and introduce us to the entire congregation. After he retired, he continued working, ministering to everyone he encountered with his non-failing love for Christ. Even as his memory diminished, hymns and scriptures flowed from him like they did 30 years ago. His eyes came back to life when he could sing praises to the Lord. To the end, he was truly devoted.
They were the parents of Marjorie (Margie), Michael (Mike-my dad), David, and Joseph (Joe). He was a grandfather and great grandfather to many. He was the son of Milton and Lydia Andrews, and brother to Milton, Martin, Robert (Bob), Alice, Martha, Eunice, and Anne.
He was preceeded in death by his parents, and his son, David.
He was loved so much by all his family. While he will be terribly missed, we are all comforted in the knowledge that he is with his Lord.
Les pastored many churches, as a Methodist Preacher throughout Kansas and Missouri. He was a poet, a songwriter, and sang with a Barber Shop Quartet.
I have so many memories of time spent with Grandpa. He never raised his voice. And his voice had an almost tremble in it when he spoke, making him sound so genuine in whatever he was talking about. I never felt like he loved me any more or less than anyone else in the world. He loved everyone equally. I almost envy that ability. Grandpa loved his family and loved to show us off. When we would visit his church, he would have us stand, and introduce us to the entire congregation. After he retired, he continued working, ministering to everyone he encountered with his non-failing love for Christ. Even as his memory diminished, hymns and scriptures flowed from him like they did 30 years ago. His eyes came back to life when he could sing praises to the Lord. To the end, he was truly devoted.
Reverend Les Andrews was the husband of Lucille Mendenhall Andrews. They were married on June 24, 1943, in McPherson, Ks.
They were the parents of Marjorie (Margie), Michael (Mike-my dad), David, and Joseph (Joe). He was a grandfather and great grandfather to many. He was the son of Milton and Lydia Andrews, and brother to Milton, Martin, Robert (Bob), Alice, Martha, Eunice, and Anne.
He was preceeded in death by his parents, and his son, David.
He was loved so much by all his family. While he will be terribly missed, we are all comforted in the knowledge that he is with his Lord.
Les pastored many churches, as a Methodist Preacher throughout Kansas and Missouri. He was a poet, a songwriter, and sang with a Barber Shop Quartet.
I have so many memories of time spent with Grandpa. He never raised his voice. And his voice had an almost tremble in it when he spoke, making him sound so genuine in whatever he was talking about. I never felt like he loved me any more or less than anyone else in the world. He loved everyone equally. I almost envy that ability. Grandpa loved his family and loved to show us off. When we would visit his church, he would have us stand, and introduce us to the entire congregation. After he retired, he continued working, ministering to everyone he encountered with his non-failing love for Christ. Even as his memory diminished, hymns and scriptures flowed from him like they did 30 years ago. His eyes came back to life when he could sing praises to the Lord. To the end, he was truly devoted.
They were the parents of Marjorie (Margie), Michael (Mike-my dad), David, and Joseph (Joe). He was a grandfather and great grandfather to many. He was the son of Milton and Lydia Andrews, and brother to Milton, Martin, Robert (Bob), Alice, Martha, Eunice, and Anne.
He was preceeded in death by his parents, and his son, David.
He was loved so much by all his family. While he will be terribly missed, we are all comforted in the knowledge that he is with his Lord.
Les pastored many churches, as a Methodist Preacher throughout Kansas and Missouri. He was a poet, a songwriter, and sang with a Barber Shop Quartet.
I have so many memories of time spent with Grandpa. He never raised his voice. And his voice had an almost tremble in it when he spoke, making him sound so genuine in whatever he was talking about. I never felt like he loved me any more or less than anyone else in the world. He loved everyone equally. I almost envy that ability. Grandpa loved his family and loved to show us off. When we would visit his church, he would have us stand, and introduce us to the entire congregation. After he retired, he continued working, ministering to everyone he encountered with his non-failing love for Christ. Even as his memory diminished, hymns and scriptures flowed from him like they did 30 years ago. His eyes came back to life when he could sing praises to the Lord. To the end, he was truly devoted.
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