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Howard Burton McQueen

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Howard Burton McQueen

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19 Jun 2013 (aged 94)
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Fremont County, Iowa, USA Add to Map
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Howard Burton McQueen was welcomed home early Wednesday, June 19, 2013 as he was surrounded by loved ones at the University of Nebraska Medical Center in Omaha, Nebraska, at the age of 94.

Howard was born during the great flu epidemic on January 11, 1919 at the McQueen farm in Locust Grove Township, Fremont County. His parents were Frank and Elsie (West) McQueen.

Growing up in Locust Grove surrounded by a large extended family, Howard attended Locust Grove Country School until the 8th grade when he then attended school at Northboro. He rode his horse every day back and forth the 6.5 miles to Northboro during those two years. He completed his high school education in Shenandoah graduating in 1937. Driving his model A to and from Shenandoah while enrolled: he was able to pay for gasoline by taking others who contributed funds for expenses.

Howard was united into marriage with Twyla Danielson in 1937 in Rockport, Missouri.

Howard worked as a farm hand for Ralph Pratt of rural Northboro until 1942 when he moved to the McQueen family farm to begin his own farming and dairy operation mainly due to the encouragement of his aunts, Ada and Maude McQueen plus a small loan.

Howard was a steward of the land and dairyman until 1976. He then began employment at Farragut Community School where he worked as a bus driver and custodian. He enjoyed his three years there being surrounded by the kids and faculty until his degenerating back and spinal issues forced his early retirement in 1979. This change in life enabled him and Twyla to spend many winters in Arizona and Texas until Twyla's declining health and eventual passing in 2004 ended their adventures as snowbirds.

Howard married Marjorie Keys in 2005, allowing them to spend several happy years together on the farm in Locust Grove.

Howard is survived by his wife, Marjorie McQueen, Shenandoah, as well as his six children Joyce (Francis) Ward, Iowa City, JF (Barbara) McQueen, Farragut, Julia (Douglas) Kemper, Cameron, Missouri, Jeanette (Tom) Boehm, Silver City, Jeffery (Carrie) McQueen, Riverton, and Jada (David) Hallberg, Pocahontas. His two step daughters Shirley (Kenny) Thrasher, Shenandoah, and Jennifer (Fred) Currier, Porrington, WY, in addition to 25 grandchildren and too many great grandchildren to count. He is also survived by sister in law, Mary Putnam, Shenandoah, Iowa and brother in law, Donald Broughton, San Antonio, Texas.

Those who passed before Howard include his first wife, Twyla, his parents, Frank and Elsie McQueen, brother and sister in law, Richard and Caroline McQueen, Tempe, AZ, sister and brother in law, Beth and Wesley Christiansen, Northboro, special family members his aunts, Ada and Maude McQueen, and great grandson, Daniel Ward.

Howard was always quick with a smile, a happy greeting and took pleasure in a good joke.

He was a master of cribbage and enjoyed many other card games. If he actually would have collected on all his "penny for a point" wins in cribbage he would have had a tidy sum.

He relished being the "Jolly Man in the Red Suit" for many years and delighted in listening to young ones tell of the Christmas lists.

A devoted Kansas City Royals fan, he followed them on TV, radio and when possible in person.

Camping and especially fishing not only allowed him to spend time outdoors but also have the company of others.

A father and grandfather his greatest pride and joy was his family. He took satisfaction in preserving the family farm and passing on his knowledge of the McQueen family through stories to the younger generations. His family will remember him for all of his quips of humorous statements that were his trademark which will be passed on to others - "Morning, Glory" upon rising in the morning: the typical telephone greeting of "you sure are looking good" and the admonishing of "go play in the road" if anyone happened to be bored of farm life.

It is in Howard's own words that we realize that those who loved him most "will feel better when it quits hurting" and on that you can surely "bet your boots."

Hackett-Livingston Funeral Home
Howard Burton McQueen was welcomed home early Wednesday, June 19, 2013 as he was surrounded by loved ones at the University of Nebraska Medical Center in Omaha, Nebraska, at the age of 94.

Howard was born during the great flu epidemic on January 11, 1919 at the McQueen farm in Locust Grove Township, Fremont County. His parents were Frank and Elsie (West) McQueen.

Growing up in Locust Grove surrounded by a large extended family, Howard attended Locust Grove Country School until the 8th grade when he then attended school at Northboro. He rode his horse every day back and forth the 6.5 miles to Northboro during those two years. He completed his high school education in Shenandoah graduating in 1937. Driving his model A to and from Shenandoah while enrolled: he was able to pay for gasoline by taking others who contributed funds for expenses.

Howard was united into marriage with Twyla Danielson in 1937 in Rockport, Missouri.

Howard worked as a farm hand for Ralph Pratt of rural Northboro until 1942 when he moved to the McQueen family farm to begin his own farming and dairy operation mainly due to the encouragement of his aunts, Ada and Maude McQueen plus a small loan.

Howard was a steward of the land and dairyman until 1976. He then began employment at Farragut Community School where he worked as a bus driver and custodian. He enjoyed his three years there being surrounded by the kids and faculty until his degenerating back and spinal issues forced his early retirement in 1979. This change in life enabled him and Twyla to spend many winters in Arizona and Texas until Twyla's declining health and eventual passing in 2004 ended their adventures as snowbirds.

Howard married Marjorie Keys in 2005, allowing them to spend several happy years together on the farm in Locust Grove.

Howard is survived by his wife, Marjorie McQueen, Shenandoah, as well as his six children Joyce (Francis) Ward, Iowa City, JF (Barbara) McQueen, Farragut, Julia (Douglas) Kemper, Cameron, Missouri, Jeanette (Tom) Boehm, Silver City, Jeffery (Carrie) McQueen, Riverton, and Jada (David) Hallberg, Pocahontas. His two step daughters Shirley (Kenny) Thrasher, Shenandoah, and Jennifer (Fred) Currier, Porrington, WY, in addition to 25 grandchildren and too many great grandchildren to count. He is also survived by sister in law, Mary Putnam, Shenandoah, Iowa and brother in law, Donald Broughton, San Antonio, Texas.

Those who passed before Howard include his first wife, Twyla, his parents, Frank and Elsie McQueen, brother and sister in law, Richard and Caroline McQueen, Tempe, AZ, sister and brother in law, Beth and Wesley Christiansen, Northboro, special family members his aunts, Ada and Maude McQueen, and great grandson, Daniel Ward.

Howard was always quick with a smile, a happy greeting and took pleasure in a good joke.

He was a master of cribbage and enjoyed many other card games. If he actually would have collected on all his "penny for a point" wins in cribbage he would have had a tidy sum.

He relished being the "Jolly Man in the Red Suit" for many years and delighted in listening to young ones tell of the Christmas lists.

A devoted Kansas City Royals fan, he followed them on TV, radio and when possible in person.

Camping and especially fishing not only allowed him to spend time outdoors but also have the company of others.

A father and grandfather his greatest pride and joy was his family. He took satisfaction in preserving the family farm and passing on his knowledge of the McQueen family through stories to the younger generations. His family will remember him for all of his quips of humorous statements that were his trademark which will be passed on to others - "Morning, Glory" upon rising in the morning: the typical telephone greeting of "you sure are looking good" and the admonishing of "go play in the road" if anyone happened to be bored of farm life.

It is in Howard's own words that we realize that those who loved him most "will feel better when it quits hurting" and on that you can surely "bet your boots."

Hackett-Livingston Funeral Home


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