- 89 years old
- Date of birth: Apr 1, 1924
- Place of birth:
Shackleford County, Texas, United States
- Date of passing: Jul 3, 2013
- Place of passing:
Austin, Texas, United States
|Let the memory of ET be with us forever|
This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, ET Reves, 89, born on April 1, 1924 and passed away on July 3, 2013. We will remember him forever. ET was husband to Jessie Dean Mullins Reves, father to Cynthia, Randall, and Sarah. He was grandfather to 10 (Matt and Chad Newsom, Katie Lee, April Glenn, Brant Reves and Brooke Reves, Amanda Brinton, Colby Reves, Leah and Rachel Roberson) and great-grandfather to 13 (Chase and Megan Newsom, Avery and Ryan Belle Newsom, Laker and Colton Lee, Ryder and Beau Glenn, Heather and Hailey Reves, Cecilia and Jolene Brinton, and Jesse Reves. We will remember him forever because there is no one like him, because he cherished his family without reservation, because he had a quick wit and could make us laugh even when we didn't want to. He died in Wayne and Sarah's home peacefully and easily. It was time.
ET (initials only) and his wife Jessie Dean who died in 2007 also left behind many other family members, friends and colleagues in the world of Texas dry-land farming and petrochemical plant industry. The latter work started in the late 1950's and allowed ET and Jessie to be be able provide better educational opportunities for their children and to afford retirement cattle-farming and pecan-picking in Schulenburg, Texas.
Memorial contrubutions in memory of ET Reves may be made to Hospice Austin @hospiceaustin.org/donate or 2107 Spicewood Springs Rd #100, Austin TX 78759.
"I have been thinking about Daddy quite a bit. And missing Mother, too. They would have taken so much pleasure in seeing Leah's and Brent's baby, Reed, and how well Rachel and Stephen are doing. Amanda, John, and their family, along with Jesse, and Brooke, with her little one in the making, were all just here. They would have so enjoyed that family gathering.
Just recently I stepped out into a crosswalk, insisting that a car stop so Leah and Reed could cross a busy street. That behavior is so ET, as some of you may recognize. He felt he was invincible--sometimes to our great frustration when it came to his safety. (I, however, was not at risk!)"
"“Lawsy!” to quote my Daddy. He didn’t say it often, but it came to mind just now when I am reminded again that it has been 3 years since he died. Wayne and I were telling his cousin and his wife about him yesterday.
I would say that I got my determination from him and my inclination to right wrongs…something I’ve been thinking about lately.
I miss you, Daddy."
"Daddy, you would have been 92 today. I remember one of the men at Regency in Schulenburg remarking in a good natured way that your April Fools birthday "explained" you. Your response in the same vein: "I have an excuse. What is yours?"
You retained your quick wit and sense of timing to the end of your days. Most of the time, it was good natured, and most of the time you cracked me up even when I didn't want to laugh. I hadn't thought of it before, but perhaps that is where Cynthia got her quick wit. I have often remarked that she should be in stand-up comedy. Wayne loves to hear me laugh when she and I are on the phone.
It's raining here today. You would have liked that--spurring your coastal grass to grow. You called yourself a "gentleman farmer" as you watched your "black dots" from the sun room. A friend of yours who had tired of his cattle began to refer to his Angus as just "black dots." You never tired of watching or caring for yours. Hmm. You had come to be the same way about your family. I miss you. Sassa"
"Have E.T. and Jessie's ashes been left on the farm yet? What a beautiful view there is from the back window out over the land! They were indeed successful in making a house a home where God's love was evident. What a blessing to remember them and family times together! You will remember Jerry and Margie Garner chose the tank for part of their son's ashes."
"Celebrating ET's birthday this year is a bit melancholy as we are selling his beloved farm. His affinity for the land was evidenced by his return to it from suburbia many times during his life. Drought in West Texas drove him to survival mode more than once and eventually to wetter country. His Schulenburg farm was just right, with cows that were just the right size and manageable--he got rid of every cow that caused a bit of trouble, had plenty of underground water, and a house that he remade with help from John Reves. I am only sad that it didn't happen earlier for him. His investment in the land was love. I don't care who owns it, I will always think of him roaming those acres in his straw hat, hoe in hand, and wondering why everyone else wasn't out enjoying the best part of the day."
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy, when skies are gray...
The only song I ever heard Daddy sing. Of course, it was for Mother. He said he remembered his dad having "choir practice" with other children seated on the steps of their home. A nice memory for him. I don't remember any of those kids furthering their musical career past those steps! His musicality was extended by his technical curiosity with transistor radios and stereos, which he built from scratch with kits or various components. He did step into the modern century with cell phone and computer technology. If only he had had more time to experiment with them. Miss your "can do" approach, Daddy."
"Thinkin' about E.T. today, on the year-anniversary of his death. It's nice to have an excuse to read all these "tributes" and remember all the wonderful things about him!"
"ET was my hero, he was always so cool.
He could fix or build anything .
When he built grandmothers garage after her house burnt down, and she moved to town, I went out there to help 1 weekend.
I was a teen and thought I knew everything, I was sayin that math was useless that it was only for goobs, etc. He showed me that he used math to figure rafters and all things associated with building that.
He was a gentle, brilliant and honorable man who stayed current with the world. I am honored that he impacted and shaped my life"
"I was so touched to read the entries on ET's birthday. Be sure to click on "Stories" in the menu at the top to read Cynthia's entry there.
I have been missing him so much the last couple of weeks. I'm still astounded how kind and appreciative he remained.
Leah sent me a text yesterday: E.T. would have been 90 today!!! Happy birthday, grandad!!"
"Many children look at their fathers and see a hero. I certainly did see a hero when I looked at ET. Several things, besides his physical strength, were heroic. His idea of family loyalty, his moral stamina, his inventive aptitude, his survival mentality, his inquisitive nature and his kind, kind heart were just a few. He was quick to see humor in all things and he used that humor on all of us. I love ET to pieces and I know to look out for the next foot to fall--he lives on in our memories."
"I miss you T boy. Your uncanny way of getting me to look up at something that was never there so you could tickle me under the chin, your vegetable garden, your silent concentration and focus on something when you had a project at hand, those incredibly big and warm hands, that slow draw, and your gigantic heart. You shared Grammy in that heart of yours. I love you."
"Happy Birthday ET. Your life and your legacy have touched many hearts and we are all so grateful. Your beautiful smile, your quick wit and your gentle ways live on and I thank you. Sarah, Randall and Cynthia continue to touch friends and family with your energy and your spirit. I am so glad to be Sarah's friend and to have known you even just a little bit!"
"ET and Jessie were very special to me in early childhood and again after I had moved to Houston in 1993 and reconnected. It is hard for me to separate the two, but I found ET to be a very loving and supportive uncle on his own. I still find myself astounded on the breadth of his knowledge on how to do stuff!"
"I have added a story under the "Stories" tab."
"I will always remember ET as a kind and gentle man. He always had a warm smile for everyone and would even agree to play Candyland with us! He is missed."
"One lesson I personally can take away from being with ET is to be a risk-taker. Too often we worry about what others will think and never enjoy life's silly moments. At Provident, he would never refuse an activity because it seemed girly. I am still convinced the reason why he was really good at making flower bouquets was because he lovingly gave Jesse so many in her lifetime."
"I will miss seeing ET's smiling face at Provident. He always had a smile on his face and was constantly making me laugh. I always loved how he would respond when one of the workers called him "grandpa." Miss you, ET!"
"Although I only had the honor of meeting Mr. Reves once a few months ago, he made a lasting impression on me with his huge, bright smile, dancing eyes, and freely shared laughter. Such a warm and welcoming man! Thanks for sharing him that day, Sarah."
"I never got to meet ET, but I feel like I new him from his daughter's stories. He seemed like a great guy, and he has a wonderful daughter. I'm so glad family got to be with him when he passed."
"ET carried his charm and dry West Texas wit with him at all times. He was my uncle and I spent good times with his family - and his teasing was always personal. By that I mean, when he aimed a joke my way as he often would, it was a genuine and kind sort of kidding that acknowledged and accepted me. I cherish my memories of dear ET."
"I remember when I'd be upset about something as a little girl, nothing I can remember now, he'd take me by the hand and invite me to "have a cry", usually feighning tears himself. He would initially be patronizing with his "boo hoos" which would at times make me laugh. Sometimes he'd just let me cry and before I knew it, I was asleep and he was snoring. ET was an incredible granddad."
"I will always remember (and envy) ET's comedic timing. He'd just sit there listening for long periods of time, then he'd throw out a one-liner or half a liner and bring down the house. You didn't even have to fully understand it. Maybe later you'd realize it was kind of profound. There was never any doubt that it was funny and that we were glad he was there to say it."
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