The Rev. Albert Van Houten (age 87) died Wednesday, March 30, 2011 at Centralia Manor. He was born in Tallman, NY on April 14, 1923. He was preceded in death by his parents, Herman and Violet (Young) Van Houten, his brother, J. Richard Van Houten, and nephew, Brother Justus (Richard Van Houten).
He was a veteran of the US Marine Corps, serving as a lieutenant during World War II and the Korean War. He served as pastor of the Salem Presbyterian Church and the Omega Presbyterian Church from 1973 until his retirement in 1988. He also pastored at the Salem Central Christian Church and at the Presbyterian Churches in Brookhaven, Long Island, NY; Greencastle, PA; Haddonfield, NJ; Lyndhurst, Ohio; and he student-pastored at Turn of the River Presbyterian Church in Stamford, Connecticut. He was active in the Okaw Valley Barbershop Chorus for many years.
Memorial Day Poem
Two short months have gone, dear Dad, since you have passed away
Yet, most of what you gave to me is still alive today.
Your faith, your love, your strength abide just like a strong oak tree
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Mother, ten short years ago, you left this earthly home
Yet, all you said and taught to me still shields me like a dome.
Your care, your smiles, your lessons reign just like a master key
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Twenty years have flown, dear Gramps, since I have seen your face.
Yet, all the love you gave to me surrounds me like a brace.
Your caring, thoughtful tenderness dwells like the deep, blue sea
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Ancestors, the centuries passed since you walked on this earth
Yet, all your values and your love have found a new rebirth.
Your culture will sustain through time with each new family,
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
--Deborah L. Thomas, 29 May 2011
He was a veteran of the US Marine Corps, serving as a lieutenant during World War II and the Korean War. He served as pastor of the Salem Presbyterian Church and the Omega Presbyterian Church from 1973 until his retirement in 1988. He also pastored at the Salem Central Christian Church and at the Presbyterian Churches in Brookhaven, Long Island, NY; Greencastle, PA; Haddonfield, NJ; Lyndhurst, Ohio; and he student-pastored at Turn of the River Presbyterian Church in Stamford, Connecticut. He was active in the Okaw Valley Barbershop Chorus for many years.
Memorial Day Poem
Two short months have gone, dear Dad, since you have passed away
Yet, most of what you gave to me is still alive today.
Your faith, your love, your strength abide just like a strong oak tree
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Mother, ten short years ago, you left this earthly home
Yet, all you said and taught to me still shields me like a dome.
Your care, your smiles, your lessons reign just like a master key
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Twenty years have flown, dear Gramps, since I have seen your face.
Yet, all the love you gave to me surrounds me like a brace.
Your caring, thoughtful tenderness dwells like the deep, blue sea
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Ancestors, the centuries passed since you walked on this earth
Yet, all your values and your love have found a new rebirth.
Your culture will sustain through time with each new family,
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
--Deborah L. Thomas, 29 May 2011
The Rev. Albert Van Houten (age 87) died Wednesday, March 30, 2011 at Centralia Manor. He was born in Tallman, NY on April 14, 1923. He was preceded in death by his parents, Herman and Violet (Young) Van Houten, his brother, J. Richard Van Houten, and nephew, Brother Justus (Richard Van Houten).
He was a veteran of the US Marine Corps, serving as a lieutenant during World War II and the Korean War. He served as pastor of the Salem Presbyterian Church and the Omega Presbyterian Church from 1973 until his retirement in 1988. He also pastored at the Salem Central Christian Church and at the Presbyterian Churches in Brookhaven, Long Island, NY; Greencastle, PA; Haddonfield, NJ; Lyndhurst, Ohio; and he student-pastored at Turn of the River Presbyterian Church in Stamford, Connecticut. He was active in the Okaw Valley Barbershop Chorus for many years.
Memorial Day Poem
Two short months have gone, dear Dad, since you have passed away
Yet, most of what you gave to me is still alive today.
Your faith, your love, your strength abide just like a strong oak tree
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Mother, ten short years ago, you left this earthly home
Yet, all you said and taught to me still shields me like a dome.
Your care, your smiles, your lessons reign just like a master key
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Twenty years have flown, dear Gramps, since I have seen your face.
Yet, all the love you gave to me surrounds me like a brace.
Your caring, thoughtful tenderness dwells like the deep, blue sea
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Ancestors, the centuries passed since you walked on this earth
Yet, all your values and your love have found a new rebirth.
Your culture will sustain through time with each new family,
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
--Deborah L. Thomas, 29 May 2011
He was a veteran of the US Marine Corps, serving as a lieutenant during World War II and the Korean War. He served as pastor of the Salem Presbyterian Church and the Omega Presbyterian Church from 1973 until his retirement in 1988. He also pastored at the Salem Central Christian Church and at the Presbyterian Churches in Brookhaven, Long Island, NY; Greencastle, PA; Haddonfield, NJ; Lyndhurst, Ohio; and he student-pastored at Turn of the River Presbyterian Church in Stamford, Connecticut. He was active in the Okaw Valley Barbershop Chorus for many years.
Memorial Day Poem
Two short months have gone, dear Dad, since you have passed away
Yet, most of what you gave to me is still alive today.
Your faith, your love, your strength abide just like a strong oak tree
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Mother, ten short years ago, you left this earthly home
Yet, all you said and taught to me still shields me like a dome.
Your care, your smiles, your lessons reign just like a master key
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Twenty years have flown, dear Gramps, since I have seen your face.
Yet, all the love you gave to me surrounds me like a brace.
Your caring, thoughtful tenderness dwells like the deep, blue sea
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
Dear Ancestors, the centuries passed since you walked on this earth
Yet, all your values and your love have found a new rebirth.
Your culture will sustain through time with each new family,
Because I know, forevermore, you live inside of me.
--Deborah L. Thomas, 29 May 2011
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