OBITUARY

Richard Lee Akers

March 25, 1934March 1, 2019
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Richard Lee Akers, of Kansas City, MO, passed away surrounded by loved ones on March 1, 2019 at Kansas City Hospice House. He was born March 25, 1934 to Margaret Langford and Cecil E. Smith. He was the adopted son of Floyd Akers. Richard grew up in Mound City, KS, where he met the love of his life, Shirley (New) Akers. They married in July 1958 and had two children.

Richard, a mechanic, worked at Central Armature and eventually opened his own shop, Akers Electric, on Troost Ave. He enjoyed hunting, fishing, motorbike riding, playing cards, and spending time with his family. He was involved in Boy Scouts with his son, Ricky “Rick” Akers, and Camp Fire Girls with his daughter Marla (Akers) Mills.

He was preceded in death by his wife and son Rick. He is survived by his sisters Eva and Carolyn Akers, daughter Marla, daughter-in-law Barbara (Kuzma) Akers, granddaughters Lauren, Sarah, Jessica, and Samantha, great granddaughter Audrey, and many family and friends.

His granddaughters and great granddaughter were his pride and joy. Many summers were spent teaching them how to fish and ride motorbikes. He always made sure to have their favorite candies and ice cream on hand when they came to visit.

A visitation will be held Friday, March 8 from 6-8 p.m. at McGilley State Line Chapel, 12301 State Line Road. Funeral services will be held Saturday, March 9 at 2 p.m., also at McGilley. Reception to follow. Burial will be held Memorial weekend at Curry Cemetery near Blue Mound, KS. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to Kansas City Hospice and Palliative Care.

Services

  • Visitation Friday, March 8, 2019
  • Funeral Service Saturday, March 9, 2019
REMEMBERING

Richard Lee Akers

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(Remember me, I’m the one who loves you)

March 13, 2019

When you're all alone and blue
No one to tell your troubles to
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you
When this world has turned you down
And not a true friend can be found
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you
And through all kinds of weather
You'll find I'll never change
Through the sunshine and the shadows
I'll always be the same
We're together right or wrong
Where you go I'll tag along
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you
(And through all kinds of weather
You'll find I'll never change)
Through the sunshine and the shadows
I'll always be the same
We're together right or wrong
Where you go I'll tag along
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you

(I Walk the Line)

March 13, 2019

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day's through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line
You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give…
You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

(I still can’t say goodbye)

March 13, 2019

You know, every time I look in the mirror I see my Dad
I think that's why this song means so much to me
When I was young
My dad would say
"C'mon son, let's go out and play"
Sometimes it seems like yesterday
And I'd climb up the closet shelf
When I was all by myself
Grab his hat and fix the brim
Pretending I was him
No matter, how hard I try
No matter, how many tears I cry
No matter, how many years go by
I still can't say goodbye
He always took care
Of Mom and me
We all cut down a Christmas tree
He always had some time for me
Wind blows through the trees
Street lights, they still shine bright
Most things are the same
But I miss my dad tonight
I walked by a Salvation Army store
Saw a hat like my daddy wore
Tried it on when I walked in
Still trying to be like him
No matter, how hard I try
No matter, how many years go by
No matter, how many tears I cry
I still can't say goodbye

Lauren Mills

March 12, 2019

The grains of the table run between us,
My Papa and I.
Wrapped in his warm flannel,
His habitual vestment.

His deep laugh escapes
Amid tales of childhood capers.
But the end is always the same:
His life was
“Just normal,
Just normal.”

He will tell you of warm sunny afternoons,
Hunting or playing in the “crick.”
He will tell you of his childhood pet,
A wild, crazy, ‘coon.

Interlaced through each escapade,
His unpretentious reticence bids him say,
His life was
“Just normal,
Just normal.”

But someone who has touched a heart cannot be,
Can never be “just normal.”
And while he sits smiling and reminiscing,
Recalling his childhood normalcy,
My heart stands up in remonstrance.

I can recall the times when,
Lonely and frightened,
I turned to him.
I took his hand,
His work-roughed hand.

His life is a testimony to integrity.
This man is so much more.
More than his humble modesty suggests.

- Lauren Mills (March 2006)

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