Denton William Moore

Denton was born on November 2, 1927, to Herman Valentine Moore and Nina Naomi (Dixon) Moore. He was raised in Muskegon and attended Muskegon Public Schools.

Denton married the love of his life, Dolores, and together they built a beautiful family. They shared 72 wonderful years of marriage until Dolores' passing, creating a lifetime of love, devotion, and cherished memories.

A devoted husband, father, grandfather, and friend, Denton was known for his kind heart, generous spirit, and willingness to help anyone in need. Many people looked to him for guidance, wisdom, and encouragement, knowing they could always count on his caring advice. Denton faithfully served as a minister at the Chapel of the Three Crosses in White Cloud, where he found great joy in serving others and sharing his faith. His ministry touched countless lives, and his compassion and dedication will be remembered by all who knew him. In his free time, Denton enjoyed dancing, golfing, and playing beanbag. He looked forward to spending his winters in Arizona, where he enjoyed visiting family and friends. Above all else, Denton treasured time with his grandchildren and great-grandchildren, creating lasting memories that will be cherished for generations.

Denton is lovingly survived by his children, Deborah Syperda and Dale Moore; his grandchildren, Denny (Andrea) Moore, Dalene Foreman, and Robert Moore; his great-grandchildren, Shannon, Skylar, Delaney, Alec, Kohen, and Colson; and many extended family members and dear friends who will miss him greatly.

He was preceded in death by his beloved wife, Dolores Moore, and by his parents, Herman Valentine and Nina Naomi Moore.

A Celebration of Life honoring Denton's life and legacy will be held at the Chapel of the Three Crosses in White Cloud at a later date.

Denton's legacy of faith, kindness, generosity, and unwavering love for his family will live on in the hearts of all who were blessed to know him.

The Morning Glories-by Denton (Hop)Moore

The morning glories grow on the white lattice fence

The morning glories you know have a very special glow

Thank you dear for planting the morning glories just for me

And thank you dear for planting the morning glories that all may see

The morning glories give us a beautiful scene

They help us to realize the great glory of the great unsee

ONLY CHILDREN ENTER IN

Only children enter in, only children can know him.

Near to our hearts, thou were here below. He wants us to see and really know, The love he has for those who are not yet men.

But are only children entering in.

LIFE IS PILGRIMAGE

Pilgrims where ever you are, Life up your head and look at the stars. There's no hope outside of him, And you know it's true if you’ve come this far. Hell lead you astray; it's only that were confused about the King's highway. Oh yes, the road is rough as we all can see, But lets look on the labor still, until we reach the everlasting hill. Some will say it will never be, Even thou we've made it to were we are were still not free. But lets not forget the past where we once met, The unseen hand that holds us fast. The Invisible God that prods our soul he know the way and he knows the goal. So lets let him turn the page and accept our sojourning, Life is a Pilgrimage.

Written by Denton William Moore