Many of you may know J.B. Crouse as a great missionary and past President of One Mission Society. On Sunday, June 22, 2014, he moved to his heavenly home. I imagine it was quite the celebration.
I had heard of the Crouse family twenty years ago when we first moved to Nicholasville. One of J.B.'s nephews was Bill's high school tennis coach. Over the years I've crossed paths with many of the Crouses in Jessamine County. They are all good people. Not every family can say that.
Last year Scott began dating Kellianne Crouse, J.B.'s granddaughter. I started hearing stories about J.B. and his wife Bette, and then I met J.B. at Yogli Mogli eating frozen yogurt with the family.
I always saw J.B. with a smile on his face. He had a zest for life and never slowed down.
Kellianne always has a twinkle in her eyes when she tells stories about her granddad. Kellianne joined them to celebrate Father's Day this year by going to Shakertown for lunch. He made the drive an adventure that I'm sure she'll never forget. Here's a picture of Kellianne and J.B. that day.
Last week J.B. challenged Kellianne and Scott to play corn hole against him and Bette soon. He even predicted a win for him and his lovely wife. J.B. wasn't the kind of person to sit back and watch life go by. He participated even if he had to get wet doing it.
Even though I only knew J.B. for a short time, I will miss him. His love for God, family, and others will live on, and he won't be forgotten.