Dick and I were classmates in school.  I remmember in our senior year we would take dad's old truck and pick up junk. We would drive around the country and ask farmers for scrap iron.  We would do this on some Saturday's during the school year. Then would take to Si and Charlies junk yard and sale it.  We didn't get rich, but made a few bucks. I have alot of memories of my old pal.

We are thinking of you with much love, Dick.  I can’t believe I have been without you by my side for a whole year.
I celebrated our Anniversary on the 18th if you can call it celebrating.  Thought about you all day!
Thnk you for being such a wonderful husband and father.  We did have many good times!
I will head into this next year trying to honor you in every way I can.  2021 was a trial in many ways.  2022 promises it own share of struggles both personal and world wide but we will carry on the best we can.
Love always!  Sally

I am remembering this day with great sorrow for me, but joy for you dad.  You are in “the room” that Jesus went to prepare for you.  Heaven. 

7 years ago, I was reborn & dad wanted to carve me a nativity.

He had started to lose his focus but he worked diligently and right before Christmas this gift arrived in Idaho where we were to spend Christmas.

I did not understand then that dad was beginning to slip away as I looked at the unusual roughness of his carving and painting.  I wondered why he would carve & paint four wise men?

As I reflect now, he carved 3 for baby Jesus and one for me.   Dad carved ONE WISE MAN for me.

Dad put down his carving tools that year, never again to pick them up and I am left with this amazing treasure.  
So personal and so very special.
I love you dad.
I miss you every single day.  ❤️

Margo

I remember a night in October 1956.  After football practice a few of us met at Lee's house.  There was Dick, Mike, Hank, Lee and me.  I had my dad's old paint truck.  We all headed to a farmers watermellon patch and grabbed some mellons.  We went back to Lee's and set in drive and ate our plunder.  Now Sally this is not all the mischefe this bunch pulled in school.  Dick and I were I were 18 days apart.  My birthday is Oct 31 1938.

Here are a few of my favorite things about Mr. Lybeck:

His love of the soft drink Tab
His love of teaching and the kids he taught 
His love of Nature
His Love of Paul Harvey
His love of his family

Mr. Lybeck cared that the students he taught not only learned the fundamentals of math he also made sure that his students knew that he cared.  He made every child feel as though they were a genius in their own way.  It has been 30 plus years since I was in 6th grade but I will never forgot how important I felt every day after math class.  This was the greatest gift of all

Many a story is told about Dick relaying that it is all your state of mind. Here is the poem in his writing.  May you be the one who chooses to be one who thinks you can!