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Jack Wayne Hart

October 15, 1936November 10, 2020
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Jack Wayne Hart, 84, of Shawnee, OK passed away November 10, 2020. He was born October 15, 1936 in Oklahoma City, OK to Harry L. Hart and Ruby A. (Dauler) Hart.

He grew up in Oklahoma City. Graduated from South East High school May 1954. He played football four years after high school, enlisted in U.S. Air Force December 27, 1954. On December 6, 1955 he married Reta M. Rothell; before shipping overseas; to the Artic, on Baffin Island; 926 Air Control and Warning Squadron, when he was stationed one year.

Jack had basic training at Lackland AFB in San Antonio, TX. After Basic, he was stationed Scott AFB in Belleville, Illinois. Training in communications and equipment repair. On his return home from the Artic he was sent to Carewell AFB, TX. 7th Operations Squadron (SAC) where he served the rest of his military service, until October 26, 1958. On December 1958 he became employed at Tinker AFB in Ground Radio and Radar, where he worked until medical retirement in 1983.

He was preceded in death by father, mother, Harry L Hart and Ruby Hart, 2 sisters Delberta Harder and Darlene Davis.

Jack was survived by wife Reta of the home. Sister Harrlene Rubey of Lewisville, TX. Three daughters Retha Smith of Oklahoma City, OK. Karen Hinrichs of Shawnee, Oklahoma. Evelyn Hart of Shawnee, Oklahoma. Grandchildren Lydia- husband Kevin Mitchell of Shawnee, OK, Gwenda- husband John Tillery of Maysville, OK, David Henry of Midwest City, OK, Stanley Barrowman- Tiffany of Norman, OK, Alicia Simone of Oklahoma City, OK, Aaron Henry, and Shelby Mellinger. Great grandchildren Cameron Simone, Paige Moore, Hayden and Avery Barrowman, Matt and Alex Tillery, and Sapphire Stroughen.

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  • Visitation

    Monday, November 16, 2020

  • Funeral Service

    Tuesday, November 17, 2020

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Kevin Mitchell

November 25, 2020

When I first met Grandpa,he was a little intimidating.
That could be understandable after all I was dating his eldest granddaughter. In no time he had made an impression on me. This gentleman had a way about him that was honest, sincere and completely up front and you could tell that upon meeting him. His family had his heart,the lord had his soul and his country had his honor. I had been without grandparents for a very long time and my parents for far to long and Grandpa was a natural at filling a void and he became a grandfather and father figure to me but mostly he became my friend. He is one of the best men I have ever known and lived his life with honor, courage and a dignity that not many men would or could attempt even if they were able. I love grandpa and grandma as if they were blood and I guess they are, in the blood of the lamb. I will miss my friend and our talks but even more, l will be eagerly looking for that day to be reunited with him and my other family members. I Love and miss you Grandpa.

Laura Armstrong

November 14, 2020

It has been an honor to sing with Jack at the Sr. Center. I'm so glad I got a hug the last time he was able to come. Thank you Jack for serving our country. Heavens rejoicing your home! Till we meet again on that beautiful shore. You've been a good friend and blessing to me.

Troy Rothell

November 13, 2020

“Fish that got away”
One time when I was a little boy I was invited to go on an overnight fishing trip. The trip was to a large creek near grandma Ada house. The campout & fishing trip included Uncle Jack, my dad Clarence, uncle Jessie, and grandpa John. The next morning everyone got up just at sunrise for a campfire breakfast. Afterwards they got the poles ready, and someone cast my fishing line for me to a spot on the far side of the creek. The creek banks were steep and had a sharp drop off, like stepping off a porch and dropping 4 feet. Everyone cast their lines, leaned back at the edge of creek bank, started to relax. Moments thereafter my pole bent over, the creek started splashing the 4 men gathered around me all wanting to grab my fishing pole at the same time and all wanting me to reel in the catch by myself there was much excitement. As the fish drew to the sharp bank edge, the pole bent over like a “U”, a huge catfish head appeared above the water it was truly a monster size then the line broke. Uncle Jack dove in straight toward the fish, determined to catch it before it could disappear under the water. “ It’s getting away!!!” was the last words I heard before Uncle Jack jumped into that water as he was thrashing around trying to bear hug the fish. Despite his efforts though, it ended as all good fish stories end it got away and we all sat on that bank having a good laugh at how Uncle Jack nearly caught that humongous fish. I was so fortunate as a small boy to have uncles like Jack when I was growing up. He dived head-on into the unknown to wrestle a creek monster. A great role model for a young boy. We will miss you Jack.
Troy Rothell

Lydia Mitchell

November 13, 2020

You were more than just pawpaw to me , you had big shoes to fill and was also dad when I needed you to be. I am what who I am today because of you. I was so proud to be your nurse in your final days with us. I will always truly treasure every moment we spent together throughout my life; fishing, road trips, learning how to drive, going to the lake, being on the tractor with you-oh how big I felt, playing games, working in the garage building things or just falling asleep in your lap. You tought us how to love the Lord, family, friends and our country. You made sure we knew how much you loved us especially over the past couple of weeks. I just hope you felt how much we loved you too before your journey home. I tried to be strong for you and never wanted to let you down. I hope I made you proud. There will never be another like you in all the world. I absolutely have the best grandpa anyone could ever have and my life will never be the same without you here with me. You will never be forgotten and will ALWAYS BE LOVED and CHERISHED. I love you pawpaw to the moon and back. ❤ Lydia

Cindi Boggs

November 13, 2020

I am blessed to have known Jack. He had the sweetest servant spirit. Always smiling, and I never heard him utter a mean word against anyone. Rita and family, I know you are missing him, but he is alive and well walking and talking with the saints! God bless and comfort you during this time. Cindi Boggs

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