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03/26/2010

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Exactly what is this site about, anyway?

  • I'm transcribing my great-grandfather's autobiography in small parts.

Jess Lord; 1911 - 2006

  • Jess was born in the small town of Silverdale, Kansas. He began working just as the Great Depression set in and painted houses, hung wallpaper, managed a paint store, and was a scenic artist on a building at the Texas Centennial Fair in Dallas in 1936.

    He also manufactured and distributed Lord's Cracked Wheat Cereal, built houses, and did architectural work.

    He became an American Airlines pilot who flew the first blood plasma into Paris after it was liberated in World War II.

    After seven years with the airline, he became a masonry contractor and owned and operated an oil-drilling business until, at age 45, he went back to college, earning B.S, M.S. and Ph.D degrees, and then taught sociology at three universities.

    More important than his roles, however, Jess was a gentle, honest man of explicit integrity whose only intolerance was of those who took unfair advantage of others.

    He was a strong advocate for the poor and disenfranchised, and his words of encouragement and material support changed many lives. Jess' spirit of humility bore testimony to his faith in God and his gratitude for life.