Memorial of Frank Donald Shepard, Dr. Roy Fedje officiating, held at the Caldwell's funeral home in Portland, Oregon. (This from the notes from dr. Fedje); FRANK DONALD SHEPARD was born on February 23, 1903 in Mt. Hope, Washington. "Don", as he was affectionately know, was a self-educated man with a brilliant mind. He attended several Trade Schools and became very proficient in his profession in the printing business.
Donald and his wife, Geneva, started out with only one roll of paper. The first printing press they owned, Donald designed and had it built himself. From this small beginning he developed into a respected Business man, and his firm on N.E. 39th and Killingsworth ave., in Portland, OR became known all over the Pacific Coast.
About 8 years ago he began to fail in health, developing a coronary heart condition. On five occasions he was near death's bed, but the best and most skilled medical care, loving companionship, as well as a strong will to live and prayer, brought him back.
Donald was a member of the Masonic Order, the Friendship Chapter, and Tancred Commandery, Knights Templar, The Scottish Rite, the Al Kader Shrine and Eastern Star. Till recently, he was a member of the Rose City Park Methodist Church, and since moving outside the city limits, he was a member of the Smith Memorial Presbyterian Church in Fairview, OR.
Mr. Shepard was a very devoted husband. No two man-and-wife worked more closely together in home and business. Home to him was a Castle of Companionship, harmony and inspiration, both to his loved ones and friends.
Moreover, he was a good dad, providing much for them on ever so many occasions. His grandchildren were the "apples of his eyes."
Don also had a keen sense of HUMOR. He loved to play tricks on the family, and there were no dull moments in his presence. He was always friendly, happy, and fitted into every occasion as a born gentleman and leader with unusual skill.
He was a deeply religious man, broad in his concepts of God and Christ. He knew the odds and kept the seriousness of it all from his family and friends. The Ten Commandments were his yard stick, his book of rules. In the hospital and on several occasions, when both Dr., nurses and pastor feared for his life, "I am ready--but let's have a word of prayer." Then he would squeeze my hand, as if to say; "til we meet again." This was the real Don Shepard that we loved.
Donald had a generous heart and did much for people less fortunate. But this information never came from his own lips.
To me, Don was a symbol of Manliness, resourcefulness and masculine strength; a man of strong moral character and fairness.
IN CONCLUSION;
I think if he has a message to each of us, it would be a hearty thanks to his many friends; a special one to his devoted wife for standing beside him these many years, not only as a good wife and mother, but as a business partner.
I think he would say to us all: "Don't cry for me. It is indescribably beautiful out here -- the Bible saying is true," he would add, that, "What Eye hath not seen and ear not heard and what hath not been conceived in the hearts of men -- THAT hath the Lord prepared for them that love Him."
He is now safe in the everlasting care of our Eternal God and in His Heaven. He suffered much, but he posessed inward strength and Christian character. He had faith in the eternal God, the Architect of the Universe.
Farewell brother Don, Farewell!
A poem, so well fitting for him, entitled, MY PURPOSE, seems to us, to be a fitting climax and tribute to Donald Shepard;
To live as gently as I can;
To be no matter where, a man.
To take what comes of good and ill;
and cling to faith and honor still;
To do my best, and let that stand;
the record of my brain and hand.
And then should failure come to me,
Still work and hope for victory.
To have no secret place wherein,
I stoop unseen to shame or sin;
To be the same when I'm alone,
As when my every deed is known;
To live undaunted, unafraid
of any step that I have made;
To be without pretense or sham,
Exactly what men think I am.
Author unknown
Message delivered by Rev. Roy A. Fedje,
Former minister, Rose City Park Methodist Church
January 24, 1964
Don was cremated and his ashes are in the crematorium at Lincoln Memorial park under the staned glass picture of Abraham Lincoln along with his parents and his spouse, Geneva Shepard.
California Death Index states he died in Riverside, Cochella, CA. But, that's where the ambulance took him. He actually died in his home in Palm Springs, CA.
Don married 1st in 1923, Teresa Bryant. They had 2 daughters, Nina Jeanne Shepard Loeb and Margaret Helen Shepard Wickstrom. He married 2nd Geneva May Heise on 26 July 1927 in Clarkston, WA. They adopted one child; Doneva Nell Shepard. At the time of his death, Don had 6 grandchildren.
Donald and his wife, Geneva, started out with only one roll of paper. The first printing press they owned, Donald designed and had it built himself. From this small beginning he developed into a respected Business man, and his firm on N.E. 39th and Killingsworth ave., in Portland, OR became known all over the Pacific Coast.
About 8 years ago he began to fail in health, developing a coronary heart condition. On five occasions he was near death's bed, but the best and most skilled medical care, loving companionship, as well as a strong will to live and prayer, brought him back.
Donald was a member of the Masonic Order, the Friendship Chapter, and Tancred Commandery, Knights Templar, The Scottish Rite, the Al Kader Shrine and Eastern Star. Till recently, he was a member of the Rose City Park Methodist Church, and since moving outside the city limits, he was a member of the Smith Memorial Presbyterian Church in Fairview, OR.
Mr. Shepard was a very devoted husband. No two man-and-wife worked more closely together in home and business. Home to him was a Castle of Companionship, harmony and inspiration, both to his loved ones and friends.
Moreover, he was a good dad, providing much for them on ever so many occasions. His grandchildren were the "apples of his eyes."
Don also had a keen sense of HUMOR. He loved to play tricks on the family, and there were no dull moments in his presence. He was always friendly, happy, and fitted into every occasion as a born gentleman and leader with unusual skill.
He was a deeply religious man, broad in his concepts of God and Christ. He knew the odds and kept the seriousness of it all from his family and friends. The Ten Commandments were his yard stick, his book of rules. In the hospital and on several occasions, when both Dr., nurses and pastor feared for his life, "I am ready--but let's have a word of prayer." Then he would squeeze my hand, as if to say; "til we meet again." This was the real Don Shepard that we loved.
Donald had a generous heart and did much for people less fortunate. But this information never came from his own lips.
To me, Don was a symbol of Manliness, resourcefulness and masculine strength; a man of strong moral character and fairness.
IN CONCLUSION;
I think if he has a message to each of us, it would be a hearty thanks to his many friends; a special one to his devoted wife for standing beside him these many years, not only as a good wife and mother, but as a business partner.
I think he would say to us all: "Don't cry for me. It is indescribably beautiful out here -- the Bible saying is true," he would add, that, "What Eye hath not seen and ear not heard and what hath not been conceived in the hearts of men -- THAT hath the Lord prepared for them that love Him."
He is now safe in the everlasting care of our Eternal God and in His Heaven. He suffered much, but he posessed inward strength and Christian character. He had faith in the eternal God, the Architect of the Universe.
Farewell brother Don, Farewell!
A poem, so well fitting for him, entitled, MY PURPOSE, seems to us, to be a fitting climax and tribute to Donald Shepard;
To live as gently as I can;
To be no matter where, a man.
To take what comes of good and ill;
and cling to faith and honor still;
To do my best, and let that stand;
the record of my brain and hand.
And then should failure come to me,
Still work and hope for victory.
To have no secret place wherein,
I stoop unseen to shame or sin;
To be the same when I'm alone,
As when my every deed is known;
To live undaunted, unafraid
of any step that I have made;
To be without pretense or sham,
Exactly what men think I am.
Author unknown
Message delivered by Rev. Roy A. Fedje,
Former minister, Rose City Park Methodist Church
January 24, 1964
Don was cremated and his ashes are in the crematorium at Lincoln Memorial park under the staned glass picture of Abraham Lincoln along with his parents and his spouse, Geneva Shepard.
California Death Index states he died in Riverside, Cochella, CA. But, that's where the ambulance took him. He actually died in his home in Palm Springs, CA.
Don married 1st in 1923, Teresa Bryant. They had 2 daughters, Nina Jeanne Shepard Loeb and Margaret Helen Shepard Wickstrom. He married 2nd Geneva May Heise on 26 July 1927 in Clarkston, WA. They adopted one child; Doneva Nell Shepard. At the time of his death, Don had 6 grandchildren.
Memorial of Frank Donald Shepard, Dr. Roy Fedje officiating, held at the Caldwell's funeral home in Portland, Oregon. (This from the notes from dr. Fedje); FRANK DONALD SHEPARD was born on February 23, 1903 in Mt. Hope, Washington. "Don", as he was affectionately know, was a self-educated man with a brilliant mind. He attended several Trade Schools and became very proficient in his profession in the printing business.
Donald and his wife, Geneva, started out with only one roll of paper. The first printing press they owned, Donald designed and had it built himself. From this small beginning he developed into a respected Business man, and his firm on N.E. 39th and Killingsworth ave., in Portland, OR became known all over the Pacific Coast.
About 8 years ago he began to fail in health, developing a coronary heart condition. On five occasions he was near death's bed, but the best and most skilled medical care, loving companionship, as well as a strong will to live and prayer, brought him back.
Donald was a member of the Masonic Order, the Friendship Chapter, and Tancred Commandery, Knights Templar, The Scottish Rite, the Al Kader Shrine and Eastern Star. Till recently, he was a member of the Rose City Park Methodist Church, and since moving outside the city limits, he was a member of the Smith Memorial Presbyterian Church in Fairview, OR.
Mr. Shepard was a very devoted husband. No two man-and-wife worked more closely together in home and business. Home to him was a Castle of Companionship, harmony and inspiration, both to his loved ones and friends.
Moreover, he was a good dad, providing much for them on ever so many occasions. His grandchildren were the "apples of his eyes."
Don also had a keen sense of HUMOR. He loved to play tricks on the family, and there were no dull moments in his presence. He was always friendly, happy, and fitted into every occasion as a born gentleman and leader with unusual skill.
He was a deeply religious man, broad in his concepts of God and Christ. He knew the odds and kept the seriousness of it all from his family and friends. The Ten Commandments were his yard stick, his book of rules. In the hospital and on several occasions, when both Dr., nurses and pastor feared for his life, "I am ready--but let's have a word of prayer." Then he would squeeze my hand, as if to say; "til we meet again." This was the real Don Shepard that we loved.
Donald had a generous heart and did much for people less fortunate. But this information never came from his own lips.
To me, Don was a symbol of Manliness, resourcefulness and masculine strength; a man of strong moral character and fairness.
IN CONCLUSION;
I think if he has a message to each of us, it would be a hearty thanks to his many friends; a special one to his devoted wife for standing beside him these many years, not only as a good wife and mother, but as a business partner.
I think he would say to us all: "Don't cry for me. It is indescribably beautiful out here -- the Bible saying is true," he would add, that, "What Eye hath not seen and ear not heard and what hath not been conceived in the hearts of men -- THAT hath the Lord prepared for them that love Him."
He is now safe in the everlasting care of our Eternal God and in His Heaven. He suffered much, but he posessed inward strength and Christian character. He had faith in the eternal God, the Architect of the Universe.
Farewell brother Don, Farewell!
A poem, so well fitting for him, entitled, MY PURPOSE, seems to us, to be a fitting climax and tribute to Donald Shepard;
To live as gently as I can;
To be no matter where, a man.
To take what comes of good and ill;
and cling to faith and honor still;
To do my best, and let that stand;
the record of my brain and hand.
And then should failure come to me,
Still work and hope for victory.
To have no secret place wherein,
I stoop unseen to shame or sin;
To be the same when I'm alone,
As when my every deed is known;
To live undaunted, unafraid
of any step that I have made;
To be without pretense or sham,
Exactly what men think I am.
Author unknown
Message delivered by Rev. Roy A. Fedje,
Former minister, Rose City Park Methodist Church
January 24, 1964
Don was cremated and his ashes are in the crematorium at Lincoln Memorial park under the staned glass picture of Abraham Lincoln along with his parents and his spouse, Geneva Shepard.
California Death Index states he died in Riverside, Cochella, CA. But, that's where the ambulance took him. He actually died in his home in Palm Springs, CA.
Don married 1st in 1923, Teresa Bryant. They had 2 daughters, Nina Jeanne Shepard Loeb and Margaret Helen Shepard Wickstrom. He married 2nd Geneva May Heise on 26 July 1927 in Clarkston, WA. They adopted one child; Doneva Nell Shepard. At the time of his death, Don had 6 grandchildren.
Donald and his wife, Geneva, started out with only one roll of paper. The first printing press they owned, Donald designed and had it built himself. From this small beginning he developed into a respected Business man, and his firm on N.E. 39th and Killingsworth ave., in Portland, OR became known all over the Pacific Coast.
About 8 years ago he began to fail in health, developing a coronary heart condition. On five occasions he was near death's bed, but the best and most skilled medical care, loving companionship, as well as a strong will to live and prayer, brought him back.
Donald was a member of the Masonic Order, the Friendship Chapter, and Tancred Commandery, Knights Templar, The Scottish Rite, the Al Kader Shrine and Eastern Star. Till recently, he was a member of the Rose City Park Methodist Church, and since moving outside the city limits, he was a member of the Smith Memorial Presbyterian Church in Fairview, OR.
Mr. Shepard was a very devoted husband. No two man-and-wife worked more closely together in home and business. Home to him was a Castle of Companionship, harmony and inspiration, both to his loved ones and friends.
Moreover, he was a good dad, providing much for them on ever so many occasions. His grandchildren were the "apples of his eyes."
Don also had a keen sense of HUMOR. He loved to play tricks on the family, and there were no dull moments in his presence. He was always friendly, happy, and fitted into every occasion as a born gentleman and leader with unusual skill.
He was a deeply religious man, broad in his concepts of God and Christ. He knew the odds and kept the seriousness of it all from his family and friends. The Ten Commandments were his yard stick, his book of rules. In the hospital and on several occasions, when both Dr., nurses and pastor feared for his life, "I am ready--but let's have a word of prayer." Then he would squeeze my hand, as if to say; "til we meet again." This was the real Don Shepard that we loved.
Donald had a generous heart and did much for people less fortunate. But this information never came from his own lips.
To me, Don was a symbol of Manliness, resourcefulness and masculine strength; a man of strong moral character and fairness.
IN CONCLUSION;
I think if he has a message to each of us, it would be a hearty thanks to his many friends; a special one to his devoted wife for standing beside him these many years, not only as a good wife and mother, but as a business partner.
I think he would say to us all: "Don't cry for me. It is indescribably beautiful out here -- the Bible saying is true," he would add, that, "What Eye hath not seen and ear not heard and what hath not been conceived in the hearts of men -- THAT hath the Lord prepared for them that love Him."
He is now safe in the everlasting care of our Eternal God and in His Heaven. He suffered much, but he posessed inward strength and Christian character. He had faith in the eternal God, the Architect of the Universe.
Farewell brother Don, Farewell!
A poem, so well fitting for him, entitled, MY PURPOSE, seems to us, to be a fitting climax and tribute to Donald Shepard;
To live as gently as I can;
To be no matter where, a man.
To take what comes of good and ill;
and cling to faith and honor still;
To do my best, and let that stand;
the record of my brain and hand.
And then should failure come to me,
Still work and hope for victory.
To have no secret place wherein,
I stoop unseen to shame or sin;
To be the same when I'm alone,
As when my every deed is known;
To live undaunted, unafraid
of any step that I have made;
To be without pretense or sham,
Exactly what men think I am.
Author unknown
Message delivered by Rev. Roy A. Fedje,
Former minister, Rose City Park Methodist Church
January 24, 1964
Don was cremated and his ashes are in the crematorium at Lincoln Memorial park under the staned glass picture of Abraham Lincoln along with his parents and his spouse, Geneva Shepard.
California Death Index states he died in Riverside, Cochella, CA. But, that's where the ambulance took him. He actually died in his home in Palm Springs, CA.
Don married 1st in 1923, Teresa Bryant. They had 2 daughters, Nina Jeanne Shepard Loeb and Margaret Helen Shepard Wickstrom. He married 2nd Geneva May Heise on 26 July 1927 in Clarkston, WA. They adopted one child; Doneva Nell Shepard. At the time of his death, Don had 6 grandchildren.
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