Mr. Eash (or "Don Luis", as we called him in the neighborhood) was my neighbor for the past 32 years. I can only say that he was an extremely kind and joyful human being, and was always ready to help people whenever he could. In particular, he helped me a lot when I was in high school to improve my English skills through our conversations, and he even liked correcting my essays. I always enjoyed chatting with him, as he would always put a smile on my face. I'll always be grateful to him for the positive influence he had on me and the rest of the neighborhood.

Diego Araya
San Jose, Costa Rica

I'm so blessed to have had the parents I did. Dad was the least confrontational person I've ever known, but he would always stand his ground and fight for what's right. One of my favorite memories of him was when I was in high school. He had taken Matt and I to a Nebraska Cornhuskers football game in Lincoln. After the game, we were walking through the campus and through a number of merchandise vendors on the way back to our car, when we saw two men steal a t-shirt and hat from one of the vendors' tables. It would have been easy to ignore it -- everyone else around us did. But that's not Dad. He quickly caught up to those men and kindly instructed them to put the items back. And they did! I was so proud of him that day. It wasn't the only time I'd seen him respond like that, either, but for whatever reason this one chivalrous act really stood out and left an impression on a young teenage boy who didn't have to look far for a hero.

Mark Eash
Omaha, Nebraska

One memory I have of my dad was in Nebraska City. He had come from Costa Rica for a visit to our home. Each day he would go for a walk. My dad liked to walk for miles, and he would sometimes walk backwards. He was also quite animated when he did this. Well, this particular day he had gone for a walk as I was getting ready for work. Settling in for my nursing shift, I overheard one of the other nurses mention, "...this crazy guy, talking to himself on the road near the grocery store." She said, "he was walking backwards." I think she thought he might need an intervention. I let the nurse, who was a good friend of mine, know that it was my dad and that he was in his right mind. We got a good laugh out of this. When I told Dad about it the next morning, he cracked himself up. Oh how I loved his spirit.

Michele Pence
Middlebury, Indiana

Kind, generous, and full of joy, my dad was determined to make everyone his friend. He would constantly strike up personal conversations with random acquaintances like waiters, bank tellers, even ticket scalpers! That scalper experience almost went badly, though, when Dad--apparently completely unaware that the outstretched hand holding tickets wasn't simply an invitation to high-five. Well, he high-fived; and after the initial fear of being robbed passed, the scalper actually stopped selling for the next couple minutes as he and Dad chatted about life right in the middle of the street. Weird, wonderful stuff! That was my Dad every day.

Matthew Eash
Bellevue, Nebraska

Clarence Eash was my first boss when I got out of 2 years Ag college and started selling Moorman Feeds and I enjoyed working with a kind, humble servant of God and I will always remember him with that gentle warm smile of his and thinking of his nice family.

Vern Kettelhake
Tecumseh, Nebraska

Starting in 1997 Clarence and I started Skyping thru the internet and that continued over the coarse of 4-5 years. He was always such an encouragement to me , even though there was a difference in our ages and he had way more knowledge then I will ever have. Always had at least 1 joke to share and always good scripture to share and lots of memories of the way we were both raised and found memories of our Eash grandparents. Never really learned to know Clarence till after he moved from home, got married and ended up moving to Costa Rico. Several times on his visits back to the US, I would get a chance to see him again and reminisce our Skype talking days. Am extremely happy for him that he gets to be with our Lord and Savior. But also sad for the many family and friend he left behind. I just recently had the privilege of meeting his daughter Michelle for the first time. I have found a true friend in her and also her daughter. Also been so blessed in spending time with Amos and Bonnie and Ora while living in Florida. Have always enjoyed our growing up years spending time with Edith and Viola. So wish all of God's blessing on the family left here.

Lucy Mast
Bristol, Indiana

When Clarence was living in Auburn, you would often find him at the tennis courts no matter how hot the weather was. He was either playing or sharing his love of the game with the kids of the community. There was a lot of time spent on those courts and much laughter shared. May God’s love surround the family and provide comfort in the coming days and the memories brighten even the darkest moments.

Tracy Forristall
Auburn, Nebraska

I don't have a singular memory to share right now. Instead there's numerous things that elicit the memory of his smile and spirit for me. The grandpa dance - if you know you know. Jeep and Bicycle rides. Gummy bears. Español. Arms spread wide open - for everyone. Worship. Praise. Glory. And more as they remind me each day.

Andrea Layher
Ray Township, Michigan

I remember years ago when Grandpa Clarence was visiting us in Michigan and every day he'd be up early making his veggie juice and always offering to share. I must've been younger than 10 yrs old and I did finally agree to try some and it was one of the nastiest things I'd tasted, but I didn't want to be mean so after one sip I said, "I like it, but I don't want any more." Sorry for lying, grandpa Lucho! Maybe I'd be able to tolerate the taste as an adult. I don't think I've ever met a nicer person than Grandpa Clarence and I wish I could have spent more time with him but I am so glad he is in a better place.

David Eash
Clinton Township, Michigan