It has been two years ago today, yet seems so fresh in my spirit. 
We miss him.

We miss him at this time more than others, although there is always a dull ache and hole in our lives...

Amazing that it has been a whole year. I can only know that he is with old friends, looking down and laughing at the goings on below.  We are secure in the knowledge that pain is long past, and take comfort in our own visions of green rolling hills, and sunlit vistas, that eternity holds for him, and that he will finally be getting the Muskies that eluded him down here.
Bright Blessings and Love, Dad

We would always get together for Easter dinner, no matter what the weather was. When it was cold and nasty, we would bring everything over in big thermal bags we had bought for it, if nice, Dad would come over to my house. There was always ham and lamb, deviled eggs in plenty, green beans, mashed potatoes and gravy, and usually a carrot cake. Dad had quit going to church altogether as he was not pleased with the direction any he had affiliated were going, but I like to think his faith was still strong. Brightest Blessings to all.

Hi, I am Janet Sperling's daughter-in law and since today was Sperling's birthday I would have been making him a cake (not chocolate) and Michael would sing Happy Birthday. We miss you always.
Love Janet and Michael

Dad would have been 87.
Happy Birthday!!

I have recollections of cousin Sperl when I was just a youngster. Early years of grade school. Him roaring up in front of Uncle Dale's house on a motorcycle, and Uncle Dale just shaking his head. Then I have memories!! Wonderful memories of my cuz Sperling. We got so close amongst these memories. With us it was like.....don't see a cousin for many years? Big deal....it was like we had been in touch just the day before. That Pommerville smile. Just like my mom's. Must run in the family. I'm proud to say that I have that Pommerville smile. The above memory was the year the Twin Towers were attacked. I have a friend that lived in Denver at the time. We go back 40 sum years. She picked me up in Oregon (she was a truck driver), and we headed to NY. After our run to NY, she was able to head back to home (Denver). Two days before the Towers were attacked. That is when the above smile came into my life.  Karen was amazed of the family resemblance. Even though Sperl and I are 15 years difference. He took me to the new Bronco Stadium. On the back of his motorcycle of coarse. What a fantastic day. I too love motorcycles. The horses out front thrilled me. Especially since I had had horses in the past.
Well, I became a truck driver. Cross country. With stops in Denver. Usually picking up dog food. He was always there for me. One time there was a parking accident (not my fault). He came and picked me up. I was a wreck. It was my 1st solo drive from Atlanta GA. Calmed me down and all was fine. Took me to the hospital where I had to have a Breathalyzer test and blood test. He had such care and patience. Not too long after that. I met my forever guy. Hadn't been out on date with him yet. Our 1st date was to be when I got back to Portland from my run. I got to lay over in Denver at Sperls again. Told him all about Lloyd. He teased my unmercifully. Then he said....he needed to go shopping. But he took me shopping for Lloyd's and my 1st date. He helped me pick out the clothes. He picked out the shoes. I still have them. And he paid for them despite my protest. Lloyd and I started driving truck as a team. We were able to go thru and stay at Sperls many a time. Met Glenda. Only to find I out I had met her as a child. Sperling loved my little dog Dahlia, (a minpin) The squirrels in his back yard drove Dahlia nuts. We would spend hours on his back patio, BBQ, visiting and watch Dahlia. He taught me how to cook a baked potato on the BBG in 10 minutes. I was impressed and he was proud. More teasing. Always the teasing. When my dad was coming to the end of his life. Another stop at Denver. This time was because Lloyd and I did not have enough hours to make it back to Portland before Dad passed. Sperling and Glenda to the rescue. They booked the flight, set up an appointment for Dahlia to get vaccinated (again) to be able to get on the plane with us. And let me throw in here that Sperl and Glenda were the perfect match. And I mean match. If there was anyone that could have a come back to Sperl? It was Glenda. Anyway.....these are a few of the wonderful memories I have of my cousin Sperling. Memories I will cherish for life. It took me a couple of weeks to get to the place where I could share my memories of Sperling. And now as I sit here, I smile. One should always remember the good memories instead of being gloomy because there will be no more new memories. 

Life rarely turns out like we imagined it would. Our journeys take twists and turns and we discover wonderful, unexpected things along the way. We find special people that make our lives more fulfilled. Sperling was one of those people. He was like a father to me. I admired his strength, his positive outlook, his adventurous spirit, fun sense of humor and his knack for telling stories. He always had a smile. Thank you Sperling for being part of my journey. I will miss you and your smile. Love, Marlene

My Mom, Lois, was Sperling's Aunt, she was one of the twins. I can remember Sperling stopping by our home in Iowa on his way to visit family in Duluth. Always thought he was such a handsome, fun loving guy! Thank-you for posting the GREAT pix, I can see a lot of wonderful memories there. My husband and I stopped by to visit Sperling late summer of 2016 (I've posted a pix of us) , we had a lovely visit and went out to dinner. We talked about getting all of the Pommerville "clan" together for a reunion. I am so saddened to hear of his passing, life skates by all to quickly.  Rest in peace dear cousin, rest in peace! (I would like to keep in touch with Sperling's family. ) 

 ---Barb (Stone) Park

He was my Father, my mentor, and my friend. He went camping, canoeing, and fishing with me, taught me about cars, bikes, and work, and how to be a person who was useful to society. He served our country in the Air Force, and worked as a mechanic and as a machinist.
He was married twice, to Donna, and then to Mary Lue on Feb 27, 1967, and then was with Glenda Viche for many years quite happily. He had three children, Danny, Julie, and Gary (me), and has several grandchildren to carry on the memories of him. He enjoyed his family, his motorcycles, and everything in the outdoors, and was always busy at either working hard or playing well. He has been a large part of my life, my anchor, and I will miss him greatly -- Gary Pommerville