Jack Robert Weedn
1925 - 2013, Santa Barbara
Our beloved father, Jack Robert Weedn, was born December 18, 1925 in Los Angeles, CA and set sail on his voyage to Heaven on February 27, 2013 in Santa Barbara, Ca. He lived an extraordinary life filled with excitement, adventure, and a wealth of love and friendship.
Dad spent his young cowboy days in Big Bear riding his horse “Silver,” played high school football in South Gate and Huntington Park, joined the Navy and patrolled in submarines and sub tenders throughout the Pacific, to Pearl Harbor and on to the Philippines, then came home to play football at USC. His Harley-Davidson took him from the USC Sigma Chi house to Seattle, fighting fires in Big Sur along the way. He later joined Fish & Wildlife Service and Merchant Marine, traveling the world by sea until he jumped ship in Marseille after falling in love with an ambassador’s daughter. He was charming, wildly handsome, and easy to fall in love with —his curls, baby blue eyes and Sinatra singing voice paved the way. He met our mother, Flavia, at a wedding where he praised her style and courage for wearing her hat upside down (little did she know). They were married 45 colorful years and together built a life dedicated to their love of family, art, and business.
Dad was the leader of the band. His pockets were filled with dreams, fresh new ideas, and colorful road maps. He was a master at navigating obstacles, creating forecasts and charting new paths. He always found a way. A man of conviction who lived life on his own terms, Dad was brilliant, engaging, extremely generous and often misunderstood. He was a lover of beauty, the majesty of the sea and wide open spaces. He had an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and a spirited attitude toward life. He loved to laugh and sing and whistle; he could sway across a dance floor and croon with the best. A fascinating storyteller and never shy about sharing his beliefs and Republican values, Dad was one of the last from the Greatest Generation. He was a proud American who absolutely loved people and cherished life, his family and friends. By example, he taught us to be humble, fiercely honest, courageous, loyal and kind. He taught us to never settle and never give up. Dad believed in doing good for others and he did so throughout his lifetime. He had more knowledge of love than most ever do, and his capacity for loving us made our cups runneth over.
In Heaven, Jack is now reunited with so many dear to him, and here on Earth he leaves behind the joys of his life: his beloved son Rick Weedn and daughter Lisa Weedn; their mother and his lifelong friend Flavia Weedn, his grandchildren Sylvie Gilbert, Miguel Weedn and Stella Weedn, each of whom he adored and who made his final years on Earth his happiest; his beloved sister, Betty Hosie (Bernard), ex-wife Faith Weedn, daughter Jana Weedn from his first marriage, and his true sweetheart Christine Seeman who brought such joy to his heart, along with endless family and friends who meant the world to him.
Dad's strength will always guide our steps, his love will shine within us, and his legacy we will carry on with pride. We will forever miss his presence, his laughter, sage advice, tender spirit, and those crystal blue eyes that spoke more eloquently than any of our words ever will. His final words were “I Love You” and we know he meant this for all of us who love him.
In honor of his life, we ask that you think of Jack every time you extend a helping hand, share an act of kindness, or earnestly support the efforts of those who work to bring America back to being the country he loved so much.
We love you, Dad.