Glen


Glen Eugene Anderson of Grand Prairie, Texas was born in Dallas, Texas on April 17, 1961. He passed away peacefully on August 5, 2008. Those left behind to cherish Glen’s memory are his wife of 25 years, Rhonda; Father Larry Anderson, Mother Marion Smith Sessions and Step-Father Dale Sessions; Brothers Mark and Paul Anderson; Sister Patricia Sessions; Grandparents Jessica Merrifield Bolding and Pem Smith; Nephews David Sessions, Mickey Anderson and Ryan Cortez, Niece Melanie Anderson; Niece and godchild Angela Cortez, and Great Niece Malorie Anderson.

As a boy Glen was loving and generous. He and his brothers would sit eating candy and Glen would always have some left over that he would inevitably share with his brothers. Glen was so generous through out his life that he would give to others and do without himself. He was an all star base ball player and also played foot ball throughout his childhood and teen years. As a man he was a devoted husband, son, and brother. In his free time he enjoyed watching and playing sports. He worked for the Ford company for many years providing for his family.

Glen and his wife Rhonda had the love story that most people would say could never happen except in movies. They met and were soon in love at 14. A love story spanning 33 years and a marriage that covered 25 of them. They lived their lives for each other.

Glen was very proud of his American Indian heritage. From his father he was one fourth Native American of the Choctaw Nation, one of the first five civilized tribes.

On his mother’s side he is also a descendent of Daniel Boone since Daniel’s mother was a Merrifield. Glen was from a pioneer family as the Merrifield’s were one of the earliest settlers of Dallas and the outlying areas.

The Smith’s where also one of the early settlers in Duncanville and where close to the Merrifield’s. The Smith’s worked a lot in the Methodist Church and in the community. They served on the Duncanville school board. Community minded they did everything they could for others.


Memorial Slide Show

Sunday, August 31, 2008

The Broken Chain ~ Author Unknown

We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name.

In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you, and you did not go alone, for part of us went with you the day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories and your love is still our guide, and though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

~ Author Unknown

Monday, August 18, 2008

Glen, Big Guy, Bear, my friend ~ Memorial Speech

Glen, Big Guy, Bear, my friend.

What more can I say other than we all loved the BIG GUY!

How many times did he make you smile??
In some way Glen touched all of use, whiter it was in his contagious laugh, big smile or just the extra mile he would go for you. He was so much fun to be around, he loved to laugh, play fuse ball, work on his puzzles or just hang out at home with his honey, he also loved his sports and that old man talk radio show! You guys know which I’m talking about.

Glen was a humble person. He loved life, he loved his wife, his family, his friends and the Rifleman!

Glen and Rhonda are two of the most soul-bonded soulmates I have ever seen. And just because she won’t see Glen everyday, she’ll have that bond that will be ever lasting.

Glen was of strong faith in his Choctaw Indian heritage, and I admired him for that.
Rhonda always called him her Big Bear, and to me that’s an Indian name that fit him.
Big bear or Running Bear, he will never stop running now! He’s free to roam that big sky.

(I’ll read you a little part of a song I know that reminds me of Glen and Rhonda)

On the bank of the river
Stood running bear
a young Indian brave,
On the other side of the river
Stood his young Indian maid and
Little white dove was her name
Oh, such a lovely sight to see.

Running Bear loved little white dove with a love that could never die.

Just like all of us, our love for Glen will never die.

As I walk away close your eyes and think of something you and Glen did that makes you laugh, or something Rhonda has told you about Glen that was funny and when you open your eyes look at each other and you’ll see how many times he’s made us smile today.

Rhonda, Cheyenne and Sterling, Rhonda’s family and Glen’s family, bless you and may god be with you.

~ Anna

Sunday, August 17, 2008

One Person, Two Spirits ~ Choctaw Legend

A Choctaw posses two spirits or shadows, an inner "Shilup" and outer "Shilombish". When death comes the outer spirit remains with his family and watches over his funeral leaving only until he is satisfied that his loved ones are ok. He can be seen at times and makes his presence known by mournful moans, or barks of a fox or hoots of an owl.

However his inner spirit immediately begins his journey west to “Happy Land”. There the weather is always fair, the trees always bear fruit and nuts and there are plenty of melons and good food to feast on. Never ageing, always young, suffering no pain or worries he sits in a cool breeze, gazing at a clear blue sky enjoying the continual feasting, dancing, and rejoicing as he and those with him enjoy peaceful pleasures for eternity.

~ Patricia Sessions

Inspired by chataimponna & Rita Laws

All glory to God for Glen’s life ~ Memorial Speech

To Rhonda and Family

When I met Glen in 1980, he was nineteen and I was twenty-six. Glen always gave me credit for his wanting to become a parts-salesman .He admired the fact that I was raising three children and a wife and was making a good living, especially without a college degree.

So Glen went to work learning and absorbing everything he could as fast as he could, with conviction and strong determination. Thus earning the nickname Glen Raw. Everyone thought that he was just being mean or just not caring, but it was all in fun; but I knew it was because he was determined to not forbid anything or anyone gets in the way of the future he saw for him and Rhonda.

In less than a year Glen reached his goal. He became a full salary and commissioned salesman. You can’t imagine how happy that made him.

His next nickname (THE BIG GUY)

I think he really liked this one and it stuck with him even today. Glen earned this nickname, because he was a stand-up guy. Glen not only stud up for his wife and family, but for his friends and anyone less fortunate that was being mistreated, and if it called for it Glen would step in.

Glen was compassionate, but he was still all man, you did not want to test him in that arena. As glen would tell me, “I was a good wrestler in High School.” LOL

(GLEN THE GENEROUS)

This is not a nickname that man gave him. This is a nickname that God gave to him.

There was hardly ever a time that I would leave Glen’s home after a visit without taking something home with me that Glen wanted me to have. Things like sharing cheesecake that Rhonda had made, toys for my grandson, or candy and gifts that he had left over from Halloween. There was this time Glen had just purchased these NFL mugs that you freeze in the freezer to keep your beverage cold. He had an array of NFL teams and told me to choose anyone I wanted; except for the Dallas Cowboys mug.LOL I still have the Miami Dolphins mug in my freezer.

The most important thing about Glen that I am most proud of is that he knew Jesus. We played together and we prayed together.

I have no doubt that my friend Glen is home with Jesus. REST ASSURED!
This scripture 1 John 2:28-29 is what I feel Glen would want everyone to know.

Be prepared when Jesus comes; don’t be found ashamed when Jesus comes. Treat people right and get to know Jesus like Glen did.

Rhonda when you are alone and it gets so tough and seemingly unbearable, just call on the name of Jesus, the most powerful name that can ever come out of your mouth. As Jesus said when He left us to be with the Father, “I will send you a comforter “the Holy Spirit. I am telling you this not only from the bible, but also from experience.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL

~ Phillip Jones (Phil)

To Those I Love ~ Janice M. Ames

TO THOSE I LOVE - when I am gone, just release me, let me go - so I can move into my afterglow. You mustn't tie me down with your tears: let's be happy that we had so many years, I gave you my love, you can only guess how much you gave me in happiness. I thank you for the love you each have shown, but now it's time I travel on alone.

So grieve for me awhile. if grieve you must, then let your grief be comforted with trust. It's only for a while that we must part, so bless the memories within your heart. And then, when you must come this way alone. I'll greet you with a smile and a 'WELCOME HOME.'

~ Janice M. Ames

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Love & Prayers ~ Bro. Preston & Sister Valetta Bledsoe

Valetta ended up writing me two emails. She forgot to put ‘Glen Anderson’ the subject line of the first one. Luckily I found the first one and will post them both after getting my mothers approval. Hope this touches all:

Email #1

I read the blog and it is great! What a fine looking man Glen was. I didn't realize that he was Choctaw Indian, my husband is also Choctaw Indian. I read the things written and realize as I read that the closeness you shared was indeed a gift from God that few couples really have. I prayed because I also realize that the days ahead will be harder because of that closeness now that he is gone. Know that we are praying for you daily. God's grace will take you up and carry you through and just know you have my phone number if ever you just need someone to talk to. I am indeed a good listener. I will keep in touch with you through Marion and by any other means that you need me to. I am available to you anytime day or night.Our prayers are with you daily!!Love & Prayers,Bro Preston & Sister Valetta BledsoeFountain, FloridaPS. I think you will remember me, I talked toyou on the phone while Glen was in the hospital andsang to you over the phone. I will say that I know God didwhat was best and right, but it was not the answer I soughtfor you both as I prayed. In times like these I just don'tunderstand and I guess it's then that trust in God comes in.To say it to be difficult is an understatement. I can only imagine how hard it is for you right now. We love you and are praying for you. Sister Valetta

Email #2

I sent a previous letter and put the wrong subject line. I said "Praying for you"I talked to Rhonda and sang to her over the phone. I am a good friend and prayer partner of Marion's. I will be praying for you. I hope you find my other letter too. Just know that Bro. Preston & I are praying for you daily. The closeness that Rhonda and Glen had is rare and a true gift of God. The memories are treasures and the empty place huge. I have never buried a soul mate like that so I will not say I know how you feel, because I do not but I have buried a child and that I am all to well acquainted with. God's grace is sufficient and we will be praying for God the Father to hold the family in the palm of his comforting hand in the days ahead. I will be talking to Marion and if Rhonda needs just someone to talk to who can listen and pray, I am available anytime day or night. We are praying for you.

~ Love & Prayers, Bro. Preston & Sister Valetta Bledsoe

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Share Your Memories


Please feel free to share your memories and show your support by leaving comments for family and friends to read.

I will also be posting your stories and pictures. If you have a story you would like to have posted please let me know by leaving a comment or emailing me, please provide your email address. When you email me put ‘Glen Anderson’ in the subject line so your email does not go to spam. I will contact you as soon as possible so we can post your story.

You can also mail your stories and copies of photos to Glen's mother, Marion Smith Sessions.

I know the family will find comfort in your memories.

thank you

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