Mom

Many of you know already that my mom passed away suddenly last Saturday. She was at home with dad when she had an unforeseen heart attack. We are all very saddened by these events. It was a tough yet spiritual week as we served and loved each other. We all continue to come to grips with our new reality, and definately have weak knees at this time. Helene was able to come down from Idaho and spend some time with us. Oh how I miss her already. I know mom loved seeing all the cousins playing together. Helene gave the eulogy, and I will copy it below if you want to read it. Just wanted to remind you to hug your mothers, never leave without an "I love you," and don't be too distracted to spend precious time with your family.



Well, do you ever sit and wonder “Gosh, life goes by so fast. When you are young, you just wish that it would go faster but now here in the chapel many of us in this room would like to go back and slow time down a notch.” Well, I will not be able to change time but I know that today we can celebrate our wife, sister, mom, grandma, and friend.
Jeanene was born in Oakland California in 1951to Meredith and Helen Camplin. My mother grew up in Anaheim, California 3 miles away from Disneyland. She would tell stories that when the fireworks would go off every night, she better be heading home… because it was curfew. She lived here until her Senior year when her family moved to Newhall, California. Like most teenage girls this was a scary time for her. She was able to get through this time because of her dear friend Nancy.
Mom had an amazing relationship with her mother. This kind of relationship was so much enjoyed by mom. They were close. It was so fun to sit at the kitchen table and listen to them laugh about the past. The one I remember the best was when my mother was young, her brother Mike would say “Jeanene, set the table”. Mom would routinely run out the front door, down the drive way and through the streets with her brother hot on her trail. When he caught up to her, they would laugh and walk back to the house arm in arm. This would happen nightly.
Mom met the love of her life, her best friend, her true companion: Robert Moorman. They were both working at a Bank in California. The rule was clear that an employee could not date another employee. So Dad worked up the courage to asked mom out on a date.
Let me read from a journal that we found regarding this hot date:
Well they were married. From what I can read in the journal Johnny Cash was assisting with his recording, “We got married in a fever”.
Their honeymoon trip was to Tennessee to meet dad’s family. Now dad likes to play up that he has hill-billy ancestors. Mom, from the city, was taking in the details about my Father’s family. Dad explained to her that: “When we get to my Dad’s house he will expect you to help out with the chores. He will need you to help feed the chickens, collect the eggs, feed the hogs and Milk the cows.” Dad continued to explain that his father liked to kid around with the city folk, so be prepared because he could throw in a bull. Like I said, Mom was taking in the details and she asked the question: Yep, you guessed it. “How can you tell the difference between a cow and a bull”.
Soon after Mom and Dad were married, mom experienced the death of her father. Her brother Greg made mentioned that it was his sister that comforted him and encouraged him to move forward. She encouraged him to go to college to obtain an education. He also told me that it was mom, once again that offered that same comfort and continuous phone calls after the death of her mom.
To many of us in this room, we found that Jeanene was a very genuine. She was caring and when you spoke to her you knew that she was really listening. Last night, the viewing was reassuring with the many comments made to our family regarding my mother. The theme was similar throughout the evening. “Your mother loved you girls and the grandkids. She talked about you guys all the time.” My mother does love us very much.
In preparation for today, I asked my sister’s to give me their favorite memory of MOM.
Jennifer: I remember when Dad was staying at our house and he received a phone call from mom. Mom was in a state of panic, the little dog was barking like crazy in the house near a table. When Mom went to see what the matter was, she discovered a little Texas Treat. A LARGE SNAKE somehow was in the house. She ran to the car and called Dad crying and scared. She begged Dad to come home and kill the snake. Some friends of the ward were able to come over and dispatch the untamed, live, dangerous animal. Jennifer reports that this was not funny to mom but the grandkids still enjoy this story.
Jayne: I grew up with my sisters who were already married and on-their-own. Mom and I would go on road trips. On one road trip we decided to travel to St George, Utah to see Helene then to the West coast and peak in on Greg (mom’s brother) then return to Helene’s home to rest for the next leg of the journey. We then continued to Michigan to visit with Jennifer. After visiting with Jennifer and her family, we decided to travel to Tennessee to see Dad’s family. I enjoyed it when she would sing “LOW RIDE ER”. This road trip was not only fun but will be remember able as we spent many hours together.
For me: Mom was just like what we said above. She was a friend, a teacher, and loved to support the many activities with her children. She went on Girl Scout camp outs. And One time the church rented a camp trailer for the Young Women’s Camp Trip, which was amazing because we cooked a roast in the ground for 24 hours. It was so great because it was raining so hard and the other wards were suffering. Not that I am competitive at all, but they were not prepared. While they were trying to figure out how to cook their dinner, our team was pulling the roast from the ground, hot and delicious.
In conclusion, Jeanene Marie Camplin Moorman loved her family, From her loving husband, to THE GIRLS (as she would call us) to the Grand Kids. She enjoyed learning and was able to earn a degree at Texas Women’s University after her children were married. She loved teaching, whether it be in a class room as a helping hand or holding her grand-kids, reading to them and teaching arts and crafts. She Loved her family and her family enjoyed every minute of it.
Dear Mom, We send you off with our hearts full of Love and the memories to carry us through the days ahead.