2386 State Route 118
Hunlock Creek, PA 18621
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Sarah Vito uploaded photo(s)
Saturday, February 1, 2025
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My dearest pop pop,
When an amazing PopPop like you has passed, it’s hard to put into just a short paragraph how special you are. You have done so much in life and taught each of us a skill to teach our own kids. My visions as a child are clear- me and you riding on the tractor, you putting me on a cow to ride into a barn, stealing cookies and snickers from the candy cubbord before Grandma would scold about giving me any more sugar because I “didn’t need it”. I loved doing life with you. I loved teasing you and playing jokes on you constantly. While you always took them with grace and laughed even if they were cruel, you always found a way to get back at me. There was a time that Misty, our pony, was laying down in the field. I came running to you as you were working in the garage- something you did quite often. I was panicked “misty is laying down! Pop pop is she ok? What’s wrong with her” you responded “oh she’s probably dead” my panic rose and I ran inside to grandma crying as I usually did. When I told her what happened she probably laughed but I remember a warm embrace and her spilling the beans on your cruel joke. I’m so glad I had The Farm to grow up on and you to guide me along on so many adventures. My hope is that you share those same memories as I’m sure you do because the way you would light up when you saw me, like a burst of energy ran through your body, tells me all I need to know about our days together. You loved me just as much as I love you. Forever and always. I love you so much.
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Russ Lansberry posted a condolence
Saturday, February 1, 2025
“TRIBUTE TO MY FATHER”
I tried many times to write this, but the tears would fall, the page would wet, and the pen and paper would be put aside. I finally said “just dry your eyes, be sincere, honest and genuine……. just like dad was”. The strength I needed.
What a piece of work! Huh!?
Dad was something else. He wouldn’t try to sugar coat anything, rather just tell it like it was. Stubborn as they come, he was firm in his decisions. If you had a rebuttal, good luck, you’d have to work on that a while.
We were disagreeing once and I told him “dad, you missed your calling. You could have been the world’s best politician, because you can argue until the other side simply gives up out of frustration”……he just laughed.
That was dad.
He had a soft underbelly too though. His love of all things living and a natural instinct and ability to care for them was just natural for him. There was a particular joy in his eyes and on his face when his efforts were successful.
He would burst through the kitchen door after morning chores with a big smile on his face saying “well, we’ve got a new baby up the barn” after a cow had freshened overnight……. every single time!
A bountiful crop, nurturing an orphaned deer or literally breathing life into a newborn calf’s mouth when labor went too long and it couldn’t take its first breaths on its own drew a smile on dads face. And the sadness, the tear in the corner of his eye when he was too late. “Well” he’d say “that’s just life”.
He’d have burlap feed bags fashioned to cover them and keep them warm for the first couple of days. His various methods of rendering care or solving problems over the years took on a definition of their own…… “Dad’s Way”. The concept was simple, never give up, just keep going with what you know. Add another bandage, or string, or knot or piece of wire. What it looks like in the end does not matter. The outcome would often times look comical. We’d laugh and say “gotta love him”.
His caring heart never more apparent than when mom was diagnosed with Dementia and eventually Alzheimers. He was in his 80s dutifully caring for mom’s every need, a true testament to the man he was…….. to “never give up, just keep going with what you know”. Dads way.
As dad aged and ailed, his own self care often rivaled that of his doctors. “Bigeloil”, an animal linament, was his choice cure all snake oil and he wasn’t afraid to let his doctors know about it or any of his other remedies. One of his doctors would always enquire how he was doing. We'd tell him and he’d always say “he’s a piece of work”.
Dad’s last several months were reliant on people taking care of him. Reluctantly, he conceded. His lifetime of being the caregiver was complete.
We would talk for hours about anything and everything, or say nothing at all. Just the companionship of someone being there was his solace. To be truthful, it was mine too. He was a simple man, with simple needs. He loved me, and I loved him.
He was…….my dad.
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Sarah Vito (Perry) uploaded photo(s)
Saturday, February 1, 2025
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My Dear PopPop,
I hope you are free from pain riding around in a tractor somewhere on a farm while Grandma works in the garden. Sitting on your lap while you maneuvered around the wood chuck holes in fields, and kept a keen eye out for fawns are some of my favorite memories with you. Your never ending passion for your livestock, your unwavering work ethic, and love for your blessed land is something I have taken with me to my own property. The skills you have taught me will live on through my children and you will always be close to my heart.
I love you so much,
-Sarah aka “Grandmas Little Devil”
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Tom Perry uploaded photo(s)
Wednesday, January 29, 2025
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I’ll never forget the role model that shaped who I am today. Growing up, I thought chores were hard work, until my siblings and I moved to the farm when I was 7 years old. Pop pop took me under his wing and taught me everything and anything important about farm life. He once taught us about stinging nettles, the good and the bad. We never had to “find out the hard way,” because we heard it from him and some people you could just trust. That’s who Pop pop was, trustworthy, but also dependable and tough as nails. When something went wrong, the answer was always “go get Pop pop.” Rumor has it he’d just sew his own wounds up and get right back to work. Maybe bite on a leather belt if it was a bad one. His first time ever receiving treatment for an injury at a hospital? Not until about 80 and reluctantly (thankfully for Uncle Russ), three days after a grinding wheel took out his eye. Stubborn, but tough. I’ll never forget him calling on me to get to the barn. A cow was giving birth and he needed help pulling the calf out. I was maybe 10, but the next man up. We were never too young or too old to help out. If we could lift a baler hook, we were up front on the wagon. If we could only lift a baler strap, there was a job for us too. Pop pop always drove the tractor when baling hay. We’d duck under branches en route, thinking maybe it was time for him to pass the torch and let someone else take over driving. He’d turn around every time with that iconic grin, to see if he “got us.” I’ll never forget who I learned that dry, sarcastic sense of humor from. The twinkle in his eye (yes, singular) as he’d wait to see if we got his jokes. I’ll never forget you Pop Pop. The foundation of our family and the face of the farm. Love you, Tom
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Tuesday, January 28, 2025
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Russ Lansberry uploaded photo(s)
Friday, January 3, 2025
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Willard’s last day with his faithful cat “Puffy”.
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Russ Lansberry uploaded photo(s)
Friday, January 3, 2025
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Larry and Becky comforting dad. 12/30/2024
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Russ Lansberry uploaded photo(s)
Friday, January 3, 2025
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Breakfast in bed, Nov 2024
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Russ Lansberry uploaded photo(s)
Friday, January 3, 2025
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Pop Pop with Kelsey and Lucas.
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Lucas Lansberry uploaded photo(s)
Friday, January 3, 2025
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My Grandfather was an incredible person. His service in the United States Army spoke highly of his character and pride for his land.
He inspired his son (my Father) to follow his footsteps by enlisting in the United States Army.
As I grew into my adult years, I found myself following my own Father’s footsteps by enlisting in the military as well.
Through my Grandfathers hard work and dedication he has inspired me to continue his legacy of love and pride for this country just like my Father has
Photos I have shared resemble the dedication and inspired leadership that my Grandfather has given his sons. A fully rebuilt and restored original John Deere 3010 tractor as a surprise Christmas present from my Father and Uncle to my Grandfather.
This action carries through deeply into my life and has given me the same inspiration that my father holds for his dad
I am forever grateful to have been blessed with the opportunity to spend 31 years of my life alongside my Grandfather
Love and miss ya Pop Pop, thank you for everything you taught me
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Thursday, January 2, 2025
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Thursday, January 2, 2025
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