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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.

July 3, 2021
July 3, 2021
I have enjoyed the tributes given by others, bringing me extra happiness to have this love shared with so many.
Remembering Daddy and Mother with love
July 3, 2021
July 3, 2021
It is so wonderful reading these tributes and thinking of ET and Grammy. They had such a special connection with all of us. I remember at Grammy’s funeral, April mentioned that she felt like a favorite and then realizing all of us felt that way. Grammy had a way of sitting with you, listening and living through you that I so miss. And ET, someone who lived so gratefully connected to the earth, collecting pecans, gardening and a life so simple but so full. His sense of humor and laughter is missed.
April 1, 2020
April 1, 2020
When I come here, I’m always sorry that we don’t have a page for my mother, Jessie Dean Mullins Reves. She and Daddy have occupied many of my thoughts recently, and Cynthia confirmed the same thing a few days ago. I am grateful for getting to know both of them more authentically in the last few years of their lives. Many conversations and questions occur to me that I woud like to share with them.
I have been thinking of Daddy’s friend’s from his time after Mother died, both at the farm and at Schulenberg Regency, and his caretakers at Provident. I have lost touch, but still think of them fondly.
Happy Birthday, Daddy!
April 1, 2019
April 1, 2019
Colby and I were just telling the kids about you. Colby said you were born on April Fool's Day so that's why you were such a jokester. We showed Jesse pictures of you holding him as a baby and he's 7 now! Happy Birthday ET!
July 20, 2017
July 20, 2017
4 years have passed for Daddy and 10 years for Mother. I was in Colorado at Tabernash with Randall's family on the 3rd of July, the anniversary of Daddy's death. I was thinking of the good times they had there and of the fun I had when I was there with them. They would have been so happy to see Randall's grandkids.
And I think of them so often now that Leah and Brent have Reed. Just now, Reed looked at a picture of Jessie and ET and smiled happily as if he recognized them. I loved it! Because I know how much they would have loved him and vice versa.
We didn't know about this site when Mother died. Perhaps we can make one for her as well.
Missing you both. Still feel your love and my love for you. Sarah
April 1, 2017
April 1, 2017
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!)
July 3, 2016
July 3, 2016
“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.
April 1, 2016
April 1, 2016
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
April 1, 2015
April 1, 2015
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.
April 1, 2015
April 1, 2015
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.
July 3, 2014
July 3, 2014
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.
July 3, 2014
July 3, 2014
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!
July 3, 2014
July 3, 2014
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
April 2, 2014
April 2, 2014
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!!
April 1, 2014
April 1, 2014
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.
April 1, 2014
April 1, 2014
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.
April 1, 2014
April 1, 2014
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!
July 14, 2013
July 14, 2013
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!
July 11, 2013
July 11, 2013
I have added a story under the "Stories" tab.
July 10, 2013
July 10, 2013
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.
July 9, 2013
July 9, 2013
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.
July 8, 2013
July 8, 2013
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!
July 6, 2013
July 6, 2013
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.
July 6, 2013
July 6, 2013
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.
July 5, 2013
July 5, 2013
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.
July 5, 2013
July 5, 2013
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.
July 5, 2013
July 5, 2013
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.

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July 3, 2021
July 3, 2021
I have enjoyed the tributes given by others, bringing me extra happiness to have this love shared with so many.
Remembering Daddy and Mother with love
July 3, 2021
July 3, 2021
It is so wonderful reading these tributes and thinking of ET and Grammy. They had such a special connection with all of us. I remember at Grammy’s funeral, April mentioned that she felt like a favorite and then realizing all of us felt that way. Grammy had a way of sitting with you, listening and living through you that I so miss. And ET, someone who lived so gratefully connected to the earth, collecting pecans, gardening and a life so simple but so full. His sense of humor and laughter is missed.
April 1, 2020
April 1, 2020
When I come here, I’m always sorry that we don’t have a page for my mother, Jessie Dean Mullins Reves. She and Daddy have occupied many of my thoughts recently, and Cynthia confirmed the same thing a few days ago. I am grateful for getting to know both of them more authentically in the last few years of their lives. Many conversations and questions occur to me that I woud like to share with them.
I have been thinking of Daddy’s friend’s from his time after Mother died, both at the farm and at Schulenberg Regency, and his caretakers at Provident. I have lost touch, but still think of them fondly.
Happy Birthday, Daddy!
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July 21, 2014

As an 8-year-old, I despised ET Reves because he had the nerve to come to our house to take my sister on a date. I would walk by the door to the living room where he was waiting and stare at him to let him know he was not welcome, but no, he didn’t take the hint. I would tell Jess to just tell him she didn’t want to go. (Little did I know she was expecting him!) And then my world fell apart! He married her and I hated him even more for taking away my sister. 

Eventually he offered to let me drive his little red Chevrolet coup and I decided he might not be as evil as I had thought. 

He derived great pleasure in telling and re-telling at family gatherings over the years about his reception at my house and would imitate how I glared at him. 

In time I came to be one of his great admirers. He was always willing to lend a helping hand and delve into a project. No father loved his children or grandchildren more than ET. He took great pride in all of them. He will be sorely missed by family and friends.

Jessie in the grass!

April 1, 2014

As ET's sister, Grace, said once, "ET made Jessie laugh."  Some of his pranks on his favorite person could yield a stern look, but too often she couldn't keep her laughter to herself.  He loved yard work, not a favorite of mother's, and would frequently surprise her with little bouquets in a pretty vase from the yard--she would be so pleased with the gifts.  Once, in his yard work in Odessa, he wrote her name in huge letters with fertilizer across the front yard.  For weeks "JESSIE" stood out in taller, extra green grass!  She would just shake her head and smile.
 

April Fool's Day

April 1, 2014

This is the first April Fool's Day I cannot wish Uncle E.T.  happy birthday.  It always seemed better to send a card rather than call on his birthday, hoping the card would arrive early.  We miss his great sense of humor, his big hugs, and his love of Aunt Jess always apparent in word and deed, but we have wonderful memories for which we are thankful.  He's probably having the biggest birthday celebration ever in heaven today.  Let us rejoice that we know he is with our Maker and Redeemer.

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