It pains me to admit it, but apparently, I have passed away. Everyone told me it would happen one day but that's just not something I was ready to hear, much less experience. Once again I didn't get things my way! That's been the story of my life.
And while on that subject (the story of my life)…on September 28, 1977 my parents celebrated my birth in KCMO. We lived in Gladstone, then Platte County until I was 5 when the neighbors' dog started biting all the kids in the neighborhood, including me. My parents, Herm and Debra (Fox) Claussen wanted to move to the country anyway and this was the last straw. So in 1983, our little family bought the old Edwin Dagley farm on Rural Route 2, Lawson MO. Eight years later, I was blessed with a little brother, Trent.
I attended Southwest Elementary where Mrs. Nora Hutcheson was principal, and I became familiar with her paddle. Then the old Nike base where my teacher kept falling asleep (what was her name?), Central Middle School, and finally Lawson High School where I played football. After graduation, I experienced one year at Southwest Missouri State University in Springfield, but I was anxious to get out into the real world.
So many things in my life seemed of little significance at the time they happened but then took on a greater importance as I got older. The memories I'm taking with me now more precious than all the gold I never managed to earn. Memories…where do I begin? Well, I remember breeding and raising Great Pyrenees puppies with my Mom, rebuilding our smokehouse with my dad, Frankie and with Trent. We all worked cattle together, welcomed many beautiful calves to the world, and made many trips to the sale barn. I really loved the years when we owned a bobcat and my mom scolded me daily for continually stirring up all the dust. Sorry, Mom. Trips to Nebraska and Alabama to help aspiring young riders. Working at motorcycle shops and helping people improve their ride. Trips to Chadwick with the boys from Lawson.
I never married, and never had any children of my own. But thankfully, I have known love. My grandmothers on both sides were the most loving people ever. I never doubted the love of my parents, even when I was getting an old-fashioned spanking. And I have truly loved all of my friends, a few women who broke my heart, a few that I probably should have tried to marry. I was driven by a passion for motocross, and no woman worth her salt would put up with all that, so they probably would have said no anyway.
Other passions besides motocross were family, having fun, enjoying the best dogs in the world, and loving people, especially all my friends' children, and my invention the Paw Claw, a radically improved footpeg design to improve safety for motocrossers.
I've been a devoted son, a pretty fair big brother (I hope), a wild and crazy teenager, an uninhibited racer, a true and loyal friend. A little stubborn. Okay, very stubborn. Almost always broke; money was just never very important to me. And if you don't believe it, just ask me. Oh wait, it's too late for questions. Sorry.
So…I was born; I blinked; and it was over. No buildings named after me; no monuments erected in my honor. Never got to write that book I was supposed to write. Never bought a house. Never got to be a model. Never got my footpegs into production.
But I DID have the chance to know and love each and every friend as well as all my family members. How much more blessed can a person be?
So in the end, remember…do your best, follow your arrow, and make something amazing out of your life. Oh, and never stop smiling.
I'll leave you with this…please don't cry because I'm gone; instead be happy that I was here. (Or maybe you can cry a little bit. After all, I have passed away).
Today I am happy and I am dancing and riding the big track in the sky, and ... here's a big one... I am finally pain free! And smiling that big goofy smile you have come to expect.
Travis
Travis William "Jethro" Claussen, 40, of Lawson MO, died April 11, 2018 in the ER at St Lukes South, Overland Park KS after severe complications following long-awaited surgery for an injured hip.
Trav was born September 28, 1977 in Kansas City MO to Herm P and Debra Lee (Fox) Claussen. He accepted Jesus and was saved at a young age. He attended kindergarten in Platte County, then the family moved to Lawson where he completed the next 12 years.
As a young boy, he loved racing his 4-wheeler at Vester Cates' old race track east of Lawson, and later he enjoyed many Saturdays at the Holt Hill Climbs and weekends at Chadwick. He loved playing 4 years of football at LHS.
During high school, he worked for Swearingin Concrete. After graduation, Travis went off for a year at SMSU, but came home to fearlessly pursue his real passion, motocross racing, while working in the motocross industry at shops like Honda Yamaha North, Cameron Honda, and Ball Z Motors in Plattsburg, and starting his own motocross business GUSTO MOTO INC. Sadly, injuries in a big race at Kemper Arena ended that pursuit. He continued to ride and his final national ranking number "963" decorated his bikes, helmets, and apparel for the rest of his life. He turned his energy to helping young aspiring riders join the motocross sport for competition or just fun in the safest way possible, teaching them how to avoid serious injuries. He designed and built his own track at the farm, and assisted others in track design. He also used his creative mind to invent and patent a safer foot peg, the "PAW CLAW" that would help the kids keep their feet ON the foot pegs instead of sliding off and causing them to lose their balance.
Travis was preceded in death by paternal grandparents Wilhelm Cristoff/Christian and Thelma (Petersen) Claussen; maternal grandparents Kenneth Lee and Jo Ann (Crawford) Fox Sr; uncle Benny Lee Fox; aunt and uncle Frank James and Martha "Skeeter" (Roberts) Claussen, honorary uncle Joseph Dee Harrison; and cousin Melissa Dawn Claussen.
Those left behind to mourn Trav's passing include his parents, Herm and Deb, and his best friend and brother Trent Claussen, all of the farm west of Lawson; aunts and uncles Kenneth Lee and Donna Kay (Cox) Fox Jr of the Osceola MO area, Stephanie (Fox) Sawyer, Cindy (Hook) Fox, both of the KC Northland; Iowa aunts and uncles Jim and Olinda Claussen Kraus, Bill and Kathy (Wilson) Claussen, Sherm and Thelma (Stoner) Claussen; Donovan Sawyer of CO; and honorary aunt Connie (Green) Harrison Langdon, of Excelsior Springs; cousins Kenneth Lee Fox III of Polo, Jason Fox and Cortni Sawyer both of the KC Northland, Troy Sawyer of CO, Joseph Sawyer of KS; Iowa cousins Chuck Kraus, Ed, Luke, Roger, and Chris Claussen; Bud Claussen of St Louis, Clint and Cody Claussen of NY, and honorary cousin Michelle (Harrison) Shumate of Kearney. Based on facebook comments and visitors to the Claussen "warehouse", he also leaves many, many good friends.
Trav's advice to all would be to stay close to your family, no matter how much they might aggravate you, invest time in what you love, never stop dreaming, try to help people every chance you get, have fun, and SMILE!!!, because you only live once, and nobody knows when that last day will come.
A short service will be held on May 12 at NOON at Old Union Church, 17990 N Union Rd, Lawson MO 64062, followed immediately by a Celebration of Life at the North Country Community Center at 18769 Hwy 69, Lawson MO. Please bring any great photos you may have of Travis to put on the wall.
In lieu of flowers, please consider donations to a memorial fund that will be used to support one or more of Trav's favorite efforts, probably Veterans, pet rescue and/or Lawson police. Cremation.
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And while on that subject (the story of my life)…on September 28, 1977 my parents celebrated my birth in KCMO. We lived in Gladstone, then Platte County until I was 5 when the neighbors' dog started biting all the kids in the neighborhood, including me. My parents, Herm and Debra (Fox) Claussen wanted to move to the country anyway and this was the last straw. So in 1983, our little family bought the old Edwin Dagley farm on Rural Route 2, Lawson MO. Eight years later, I was blessed with a little brother, Trent.
I attended Southwest Elementary where Mrs. Nora Hutcheson was principal, and I became familiar with her paddle. Then the old Nike base where my teacher kept falling asleep (what was her name?), Central Middle School, and finally Lawson High School where I played football. After graduation, I experienced one year at Southwest Missouri State University in Springfield, but I was anxious to get out into the real world.
So many things in my life seemed of little significance at the time they happened but then took on a greater importance as I got older. The memories I'm taking with me now more precious than all the gold I never managed to earn. Memories…where do I begin? Well, I remember breeding and raising Great Pyrenees puppies with my Mom, rebuilding our smokehouse with my dad, Frankie and with Trent. We all worked cattle together, welcomed many beautiful calves to the world, and made many trips to the sale barn. I really loved the years when we owned a bobcat and my mom scolded me daily for continually stirring up all the dust. Sorry, Mom. Trips to Nebraska and Alabama to help aspiring young riders. Working at motorcycle shops and helping people improve their ride. Trips to Chadwick with the boys from Lawson.
I never married, and never had any children of my own. But thankfully, I have known love. My grandmothers on both sides were the most loving people ever. I never doubted the love of my parents, even when I was getting an old-fashioned spanking. And I have truly loved all of my friends, a few women who broke my heart, a few that I probably should have tried to marry. I was driven by a passion for motocross, and no woman worth her salt would put up with all that, so they probably would have said no anyway.
Other passions besides motocross were family, having fun, enjoying the best dogs in the world, and loving people, especially all my friends' children, and my invention the Paw Claw, a radically improved footpeg design to improve safety for motocrossers.
I've been a devoted son, a pretty fair big brother (I hope), a wild and crazy teenager, an uninhibited racer, a true and loyal friend. A little stubborn. Okay, very stubborn. Almost always broke; money was just never very important to me. And if you don't believe it, just ask me. Oh wait, it's too late for questions. Sorry.
So…I was born; I blinked; and it was over. No buildings named after me; no monuments erected in my honor. Never got to write that book I was supposed to write. Never bought a house. Never got to be a model. Never got my footpegs into production.
But I DID have the chance to know and love each and every friend as well as all my family members. How much more blessed can a person be?
So in the end, remember…do your best, follow your arrow, and make something amazing out of your life. Oh, and never stop smiling.
I'll leave you with this…please don't cry because I'm gone; instead be happy that I was here. (Or maybe you can cry a little bit. After all, I have passed away).
Today I am happy and I am dancing and riding the big track in the sky, and ... here's a big one... I am finally pain free! And smiling that big goofy smile you have come to expect.
Travis
Travis William "Jethro" Claussen, 40, of Lawson MO, died April 11, 2018 in the ER at St Lukes South, Overland Park KS after severe complications following long-awaited surgery for an injured hip.
Trav was born September 28, 1977 in Kansas City MO to Herm P and Debra Lee (Fox) Claussen. He accepted Jesus and was saved at a young age. He attended kindergarten in Platte County, then the family moved to Lawson where he completed the next 12 years.
As a young boy, he loved racing his 4-wheeler at Vester Cates' old race track east of Lawson, and later he enjoyed many Saturdays at the Holt Hill Climbs and weekends at Chadwick. He loved playing 4 years of football at LHS.
During high school, he worked for Swearingin Concrete. After graduation, Travis went off for a year at SMSU, but came home to fearlessly pursue his real passion, motocross racing, while working in the motocross industry at shops like Honda Yamaha North, Cameron Honda, and Ball Z Motors in Plattsburg, and starting his own motocross business GUSTO MOTO INC. Sadly, injuries in a big race at Kemper Arena ended that pursuit. He continued to ride and his final national ranking number "963" decorated his bikes, helmets, and apparel for the rest of his life. He turned his energy to helping young aspiring riders join the motocross sport for competition or just fun in the safest way possible, teaching them how to avoid serious injuries. He designed and built his own track at the farm, and assisted others in track design. He also used his creative mind to invent and patent a safer foot peg, the "PAW CLAW" that would help the kids keep their feet ON the foot pegs instead of sliding off and causing them to lose their balance.
Travis was preceded in death by paternal grandparents Wilhelm Cristoff/Christian and Thelma (Petersen) Claussen; maternal grandparents Kenneth Lee and Jo Ann (Crawford) Fox Sr; uncle Benny Lee Fox; aunt and uncle Frank James and Martha "Skeeter" (Roberts) Claussen, honorary uncle Joseph Dee Harrison; and cousin Melissa Dawn Claussen.
Those left behind to mourn Trav's passing include his parents, Herm and Deb, and his best friend and brother Trent Claussen, all of the farm west of Lawson; aunts and uncles Kenneth Lee and Donna Kay (Cox) Fox Jr of the Osceola MO area, Stephanie (Fox) Sawyer, Cindy (Hook) Fox, both of the KC Northland; Iowa aunts and uncles Jim and Olinda Claussen Kraus, Bill and Kathy (Wilson) Claussen, Sherm and Thelma (Stoner) Claussen; Donovan Sawyer of CO; and honorary aunt Connie (Green) Harrison Langdon, of Excelsior Springs; cousins Kenneth Lee Fox III of Polo, Jason Fox and Cortni Sawyer both of the KC Northland, Troy Sawyer of CO, Joseph Sawyer of KS; Iowa cousins Chuck Kraus, Ed, Luke, Roger, and Chris Claussen; Bud Claussen of St Louis, Clint and Cody Claussen of NY, and honorary cousin Michelle (Harrison) Shumate of Kearney. Based on facebook comments and visitors to the Claussen "warehouse", he also leaves many, many good friends.
Trav's advice to all would be to stay close to your family, no matter how much they might aggravate you, invest time in what you love, never stop dreaming, try to help people every chance you get, have fun, and SMILE!!!, because you only live once, and nobody knows when that last day will come.
A short service will be held on May 12 at NOON at Old Union Church, 17990 N Union Rd, Lawson MO 64062, followed immediately by a Celebration of Life at the North Country Community Center at 18769 Hwy 69, Lawson MO. Please bring any great photos you may have of Travis to put on the wall.
In lieu of flowers, please consider donations to a memorial fund that will be used to support one or more of Trav's favorite efforts, probably Veterans, pet rescue and/or Lawson police. Cremation.
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It pains me to admit it, but apparently, I have passed away. Everyone told me it would happen one day but that's just not something I was ready to hear, much less experience. Once again I didn't get things my way! That's been the story of my life.
And while on that subject (the story of my life)…on September 28, 1977 my parents celebrated my birth in KCMO. We lived in Gladstone, then Platte County until I was 5 when the neighbors' dog started biting all the kids in the neighborhood, including me. My parents, Herm and Debra (Fox) Claussen wanted to move to the country anyway and this was the last straw. So in 1983, our little family bought the old Edwin Dagley farm on Rural Route 2, Lawson MO. Eight years later, I was blessed with a little brother, Trent.
I attended Southwest Elementary where Mrs. Nora Hutcheson was principal, and I became familiar with her paddle. Then the old Nike base where my teacher kept falling asleep (what was her name?), Central Middle School, and finally Lawson High School where I played football. After graduation, I experienced one year at Southwest Missouri State University in Springfield, but I was anxious to get out into the real world.
So many things in my life seemed of little significance at the time they happened but then took on a greater importance as I got older. The memories I'm taking with me now more precious than all the gold I never managed to earn. Memories…where do I begin? Well, I remember breeding and raising Great Pyrenees puppies with my Mom, rebuilding our smokehouse with my dad, Frankie and with Trent. We all worked cattle together, welcomed many beautiful calves to the world, and made many trips to the sale barn. I really loved the years when we owned a bobcat and my mom scolded me daily for continually stirring up all the dust. Sorry, Mom. Trips to Nebraska and Alabama to help aspiring young riders. Working at motorcycle shops and helping people improve their ride. Trips to Chadwick with the boys from Lawson.
I never married, and never had any children of my own. But thankfully, I have known love. My grandmothers on both sides were the most loving people ever. I never doubted the love of my parents, even when I was getting an old-fashioned spanking. And I have truly loved all of my friends, a few women who broke my heart, a few that I probably should have tried to marry. I was driven by a passion for motocross, and no woman worth her salt would put up with all that, so they probably would have said no anyway.
Other passions besides motocross were family, having fun, enjoying the best dogs in the world, and loving people, especially all my friends' children, and my invention the Paw Claw, a radically improved footpeg design to improve safety for motocrossers.
I've been a devoted son, a pretty fair big brother (I hope), a wild and crazy teenager, an uninhibited racer, a true and loyal friend. A little stubborn. Okay, very stubborn. Almost always broke; money was just never very important to me. And if you don't believe it, just ask me. Oh wait, it's too late for questions. Sorry.
So…I was born; I blinked; and it was over. No buildings named after me; no monuments erected in my honor. Never got to write that book I was supposed to write. Never bought a house. Never got to be a model. Never got my footpegs into production.
But I DID have the chance to know and love each and every friend as well as all my family members. How much more blessed can a person be?
So in the end, remember…do your best, follow your arrow, and make something amazing out of your life. Oh, and never stop smiling.
I'll leave you with this…please don't cry because I'm gone; instead be happy that I was here. (Or maybe you can cry a little bit. After all, I have passed away).
Today I am happy and I am dancing and riding the big track in the sky, and ... here's a big one... I am finally pain free! And smiling that big goofy smile you have come to expect.
Travis
Travis William "Jethro" Claussen, 40, of Lawson MO, died April 11, 2018 in the ER at St Lukes South, Overland Park KS after severe complications following long-awaited surgery for an injured hip.
Trav was born September 28, 1977 in Kansas City MO to Herm P and Debra Lee (Fox) Claussen. He accepted Jesus and was saved at a young age. He attended kindergarten in Platte County, then the family moved to Lawson where he completed the next 12 years.
As a young boy, he loved racing his 4-wheeler at Vester Cates' old race track east of Lawson, and later he enjoyed many Saturdays at the Holt Hill Climbs and weekends at Chadwick. He loved playing 4 years of football at LHS.
During high school, he worked for Swearingin Concrete. After graduation, Travis went off for a year at SMSU, but came home to fearlessly pursue his real passion, motocross racing, while working in the motocross industry at shops like Honda Yamaha North, Cameron Honda, and Ball Z Motors in Plattsburg, and starting his own motocross business GUSTO MOTO INC. Sadly, injuries in a big race at Kemper Arena ended that pursuit. He continued to ride and his final national ranking number "963" decorated his bikes, helmets, and apparel for the rest of his life. He turned his energy to helping young aspiring riders join the motocross sport for competition or just fun in the safest way possible, teaching them how to avoid serious injuries. He designed and built his own track at the farm, and assisted others in track design. He also used his creative mind to invent and patent a safer foot peg, the "PAW CLAW" that would help the kids keep their feet ON the foot pegs instead of sliding off and causing them to lose their balance.
Travis was preceded in death by paternal grandparents Wilhelm Cristoff/Christian and Thelma (Petersen) Claussen; maternal grandparents Kenneth Lee and Jo Ann (Crawford) Fox Sr; uncle Benny Lee Fox; aunt and uncle Frank James and Martha "Skeeter" (Roberts) Claussen, honorary uncle Joseph Dee Harrison; and cousin Melissa Dawn Claussen.
Those left behind to mourn Trav's passing include his parents, Herm and Deb, and his best friend and brother Trent Claussen, all of the farm west of Lawson; aunts and uncles Kenneth Lee and Donna Kay (Cox) Fox Jr of the Osceola MO area, Stephanie (Fox) Sawyer, Cindy (Hook) Fox, both of the KC Northland; Iowa aunts and uncles Jim and Olinda Claussen Kraus, Bill and Kathy (Wilson) Claussen, Sherm and Thelma (Stoner) Claussen; Donovan Sawyer of CO; and honorary aunt Connie (Green) Harrison Langdon, of Excelsior Springs; cousins Kenneth Lee Fox III of Polo, Jason Fox and Cortni Sawyer both of the KC Northland, Troy Sawyer of CO, Joseph Sawyer of KS; Iowa cousins Chuck Kraus, Ed, Luke, Roger, and Chris Claussen; Bud Claussen of St Louis, Clint and Cody Claussen of NY, and honorary cousin Michelle (Harrison) Shumate of Kearney. Based on facebook comments and visitors to the Claussen "warehouse", he also leaves many, many good friends.
Trav's advice to all would be to stay close to your family, no matter how much they might aggravate you, invest time in what you love, never stop dreaming, try to help people every chance you get, have fun, and SMILE!!!, because you only live once, and nobody knows when that last day will come.
A short service will be held on May 12 at NOON at Old Union Church, 17990 N Union Rd, Lawson MO 64062, followed immediately by a Celebration of Life at the North Country Community Center at 18769 Hwy 69, Lawson MO. Please bring any great photos you may have of Travis to put on the wall.
In lieu of flowers, please consider donations to a memorial fund that will be used to support one or more of Trav's favorite efforts, probably Veterans, pet rescue and/or Lawson police. Cremation.
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And while on that subject (the story of my life)…on September 28, 1977 my parents celebrated my birth in KCMO. We lived in Gladstone, then Platte County until I was 5 when the neighbors' dog started biting all the kids in the neighborhood, including me. My parents, Herm and Debra (Fox) Claussen wanted to move to the country anyway and this was the last straw. So in 1983, our little family bought the old Edwin Dagley farm on Rural Route 2, Lawson MO. Eight years later, I was blessed with a little brother, Trent.
I attended Southwest Elementary where Mrs. Nora Hutcheson was principal, and I became familiar with her paddle. Then the old Nike base where my teacher kept falling asleep (what was her name?), Central Middle School, and finally Lawson High School where I played football. After graduation, I experienced one year at Southwest Missouri State University in Springfield, but I was anxious to get out into the real world.
So many things in my life seemed of little significance at the time they happened but then took on a greater importance as I got older. The memories I'm taking with me now more precious than all the gold I never managed to earn. Memories…where do I begin? Well, I remember breeding and raising Great Pyrenees puppies with my Mom, rebuilding our smokehouse with my dad, Frankie and with Trent. We all worked cattle together, welcomed many beautiful calves to the world, and made many trips to the sale barn. I really loved the years when we owned a bobcat and my mom scolded me daily for continually stirring up all the dust. Sorry, Mom. Trips to Nebraska and Alabama to help aspiring young riders. Working at motorcycle shops and helping people improve their ride. Trips to Chadwick with the boys from Lawson.
I never married, and never had any children of my own. But thankfully, I have known love. My grandmothers on both sides were the most loving people ever. I never doubted the love of my parents, even when I was getting an old-fashioned spanking. And I have truly loved all of my friends, a few women who broke my heart, a few that I probably should have tried to marry. I was driven by a passion for motocross, and no woman worth her salt would put up with all that, so they probably would have said no anyway.
Other passions besides motocross were family, having fun, enjoying the best dogs in the world, and loving people, especially all my friends' children, and my invention the Paw Claw, a radically improved footpeg design to improve safety for motocrossers.
I've been a devoted son, a pretty fair big brother (I hope), a wild and crazy teenager, an uninhibited racer, a true and loyal friend. A little stubborn. Okay, very stubborn. Almost always broke; money was just never very important to me. And if you don't believe it, just ask me. Oh wait, it's too late for questions. Sorry.
So…I was born; I blinked; and it was over. No buildings named after me; no monuments erected in my honor. Never got to write that book I was supposed to write. Never bought a house. Never got to be a model. Never got my footpegs into production.
But I DID have the chance to know and love each and every friend as well as all my family members. How much more blessed can a person be?
So in the end, remember…do your best, follow your arrow, and make something amazing out of your life. Oh, and never stop smiling.
I'll leave you with this…please don't cry because I'm gone; instead be happy that I was here. (Or maybe you can cry a little bit. After all, I have passed away).
Today I am happy and I am dancing and riding the big track in the sky, and ... here's a big one... I am finally pain free! And smiling that big goofy smile you have come to expect.
Travis
Travis William "Jethro" Claussen, 40, of Lawson MO, died April 11, 2018 in the ER at St Lukes South, Overland Park KS after severe complications following long-awaited surgery for an injured hip.
Trav was born September 28, 1977 in Kansas City MO to Herm P and Debra Lee (Fox) Claussen. He accepted Jesus and was saved at a young age. He attended kindergarten in Platte County, then the family moved to Lawson where he completed the next 12 years.
As a young boy, he loved racing his 4-wheeler at Vester Cates' old race track east of Lawson, and later he enjoyed many Saturdays at the Holt Hill Climbs and weekends at Chadwick. He loved playing 4 years of football at LHS.
During high school, he worked for Swearingin Concrete. After graduation, Travis went off for a year at SMSU, but came home to fearlessly pursue his real passion, motocross racing, while working in the motocross industry at shops like Honda Yamaha North, Cameron Honda, and Ball Z Motors in Plattsburg, and starting his own motocross business GUSTO MOTO INC. Sadly, injuries in a big race at Kemper Arena ended that pursuit. He continued to ride and his final national ranking number "963" decorated his bikes, helmets, and apparel for the rest of his life. He turned his energy to helping young aspiring riders join the motocross sport for competition or just fun in the safest way possible, teaching them how to avoid serious injuries. He designed and built his own track at the farm, and assisted others in track design. He also used his creative mind to invent and patent a safer foot peg, the "PAW CLAW" that would help the kids keep their feet ON the foot pegs instead of sliding off and causing them to lose their balance.
Travis was preceded in death by paternal grandparents Wilhelm Cristoff/Christian and Thelma (Petersen) Claussen; maternal grandparents Kenneth Lee and Jo Ann (Crawford) Fox Sr; uncle Benny Lee Fox; aunt and uncle Frank James and Martha "Skeeter" (Roberts) Claussen, honorary uncle Joseph Dee Harrison; and cousin Melissa Dawn Claussen.
Those left behind to mourn Trav's passing include his parents, Herm and Deb, and his best friend and brother Trent Claussen, all of the farm west of Lawson; aunts and uncles Kenneth Lee and Donna Kay (Cox) Fox Jr of the Osceola MO area, Stephanie (Fox) Sawyer, Cindy (Hook) Fox, both of the KC Northland; Iowa aunts and uncles Jim and Olinda Claussen Kraus, Bill and Kathy (Wilson) Claussen, Sherm and Thelma (Stoner) Claussen; Donovan Sawyer of CO; and honorary aunt Connie (Green) Harrison Langdon, of Excelsior Springs; cousins Kenneth Lee Fox III of Polo, Jason Fox and Cortni Sawyer both of the KC Northland, Troy Sawyer of CO, Joseph Sawyer of KS; Iowa cousins Chuck Kraus, Ed, Luke, Roger, and Chris Claussen; Bud Claussen of St Louis, Clint and Cody Claussen of NY, and honorary cousin Michelle (Harrison) Shumate of Kearney. Based on facebook comments and visitors to the Claussen "warehouse", he also leaves many, many good friends.
Trav's advice to all would be to stay close to your family, no matter how much they might aggravate you, invest time in what you love, never stop dreaming, try to help people every chance you get, have fun, and SMILE!!!, because you only live once, and nobody knows when that last day will come.
A short service will be held on May 12 at NOON at Old Union Church, 17990 N Union Rd, Lawson MO 64062, followed immediately by a Celebration of Life at the North Country Community Center at 18769 Hwy 69, Lawson MO. Please bring any great photos you may have of Travis to put on the wall.
In lieu of flowers, please consider donations to a memorial fund that will be used to support one or more of Trav's favorite efforts, probably Veterans, pet rescue and/or Lawson police. Cremation.
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