Jan Wolfe Sr.
April 30, 1940 – January 26, 2021
Jan Wolfe Sr., age 80, of Glendale, Arizona passed away on Tuesday, January 26, 2021. Jan was born April 30, 1940 in Tishomingo, Oklahoma to Edith Wolfe and Glenn Wolfe.
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- Glenn Wolfe, Father (deceased)
- Edith Wolfe, Mother (deceased)
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Jan Wolfe Sr.
Cohee Jean Wolfe Carrillo
February 16, 2021
My name is Cohee Jean, I am the 4th child of 5. Our parents went through divorce at which time I was at the age where I didn't truly understand but I knew to console. I did just that whenever Dad had a fit of frustration,
when he was venting or when he would think out loud. He would speak to me throughout the proceedings, I would say to him as he had already said to
me many of times, "it's okay Dad, " or
"Everything will work out, besides you always have me." That was when our relationship was established, Dad continued to speak with me over the years about all kinds of things, his worries and cares, and all about life.
He carried me on his shoulders Passed the waves! I was terrified of water but Dad became my rock, and my shield .
Even after I had argued with Linda, (Dads wife) and it was decided that I was to go live with my grandparents, Mimi & Popeye, we still had a deep
connection, Dad always called when I needed him. It was like he just knew.
I am so very fortunate that with everything life throws our way, the relationship we have will never be broken. With Dad it is never about the material, it's about provisons, what is the need and how can it be filled. Dad is a very simple man, he liked life best, simple, endured hardship, stuck to the basics in complication and he did his best with what all he learned. He is still teaching me today, Through his
departure from this world, from my reach, to an eternal journey of complete Love, time everlasting. I am learning by experience that the rock
he was to me, I already had inside me, the Lord is the only rock that will always, always be. I know Dad needed to go, it was time, he was so tired. I miss
knowing he is only words away, I miss his presence, I miss his direct sarcasm . I love you Dad. Now we both have a new way of living, so let us all celebrate! Until our journey's meet up again.