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Date Created: 07/09/2021
Last Updated: 07/15/2021

In loving memory of Ernie Landwehr
8/8/1967 - 6/28/2021

Location: Yuma, Arizona

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This memorial was created in honor of Ernest "Ernie" Landwehr of Yuma, Arizona. Ernest was born on August 8, 1967 in Kansas and passed on June 28, 2021. Ernest was loved by many and will be dearly missed by all friends and family.

 
 
 
 

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From: Victoria Landwehr Thursday, June 30, 2022
I can't believe it's been a year without you. It still seems like it was just yesterday that you were here. I think about you every day, and it seems that just about everything reminds me of you. My happiest moments are bittersweet. I finally took that important certification for my job that I had told you about and how I was so nervous. I felt pretty good after the test and immediately went to call you to tell you how it went. I saw a bear when I went hiking and wanted to call you and tell you, and see how excited you would be, just as I remembered hiking in Montana and your excitement in trying to see a bear. I finally made it to Yosemite. I wanted to call and tell you how amazing it was and how much you would absolutely love it and that we should all go together. Even painting has it's difficulties. As I come to a finish of every painting, I still want to snap a pic to send to you and Nancy so I could hear what you have to say. At the opening day of my art exhibit I watched the door half expecting you and Nancy to walk in at any moment.You would not believe the amount of times I've wanted to call you just to simply ask you for advice or talk to you about everything going on. I still say stupid little prayers at night before going to bed to ask if I can see you in my dreams so we can talk just one more time.


From: Victoria Landwehr Thursday, November 25, 2021
My dad helped me buy my first house up on a hill last November. It went through just after Thanksgiving. Callan and I had put a lot of work into remodeling every floor of the house. I asked my dad and Nancy for help with the finishing touches and a chance to spend some time with them in beautiful Oregon. The house is for sale now though. A wrap around deck with lilacs overhanging in the spring. The master bedroom I had set up for them complete with a little office tucked to the side. A dark theater room just like in the house my grandparents had. I knew my dad would wake up at 5am just to play Skyrim on his old Xbox. An artist studio in the attic set up with a painting I was working on and planning on gifting to him. And a view from the living room window. I waited and watched for them from that living room window. Anxiously watching headlights slowly stroll by. Waiting for a pair to stop by my house as I day dreamed about our warm embrace. Time creeped by and no car stopped at my house that night. Eventually I left in search for their car, and I found it mangled on the side of the road, but they weren't there. Now advertised from that same window is the colorful sunsets over Mt Shasta. The twinkling lights from houses in the distant. Though the clock over the fireplace is broken. The clock still ticks but the hands don't move, and now I have a habit of watching headlights stroll by from my living room window.


From: Victoria Landwehr Monday, September 6, 2021
One day, when I was little kid, my dad came home from work with a peacock feather for me. I was very curious and asked him where he got it. He told me that he went for a walk around downtown while he was on his lunch break and then he saw it, the wild peacock. He chased the thing for about a block until he was finally able to catch up with it! He tried to wrestle the peacock but it got away. However, it did drop a feather during the ordeal which he managed to save for me. I believed his story and thought it was the coolest thing ever, although I was concerned for the peacock losing it's feather ha ha


From: Victoria Landwehr Wednesday, August 25, 2021
I remember when I was younger how we would always walk EVERYWHERE. In the hot summers we would walk to the gas station and get slurpees. Weekend nights we would walk to DQ and get ice cream. I'd always get a peanut butter hot fudge sundae and he'd get the marshmallow hot fudge sundae, it never changed! There was also this little hole in the wall place where we’d always walk to get the best ever teriyaki chicken. It was my favorite place to go. Other times we'd walk down near a canal which led us to nicer houses and at the time I thought they were mansions. I always enjoyed our little adventures.


From: Lina Ly Sunday, August 8, 2021
Ernie hired me on as an intern at Scottrade back in 2007. I had the honor to work under Ernie for 5 years and I learned so much about the finance industry, and life lessons from him. I really enjoyed coming to work each day, Ernie had all the jokes! I quickly learned, if Ernie asks, “Hey Lina! Have you heard??” I knew to either change the subject, or not answer his question. But the first few times, I fell for it! “Heard what?”, I asked. “Bird’s the word!!”, exclaimed Ernie. “ A well a don't you know about the bird? Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word! A well a bird, bird, b-bird's the word!”


From: Jeremy Compton Sunday, August 8, 2021
For some reason the bathroom hook had come up in conversation at work, I can't remember if it had fell out or what but it comes up in the conversation about putting his clothes on it when he uses the bathroom. We looked at him crazy and he proceeded to to act like we were crazy as he said he hung up all of his clothes anytime he used a public bathroom. I'm sure this was just an ernie being ernie but he never let it go for years.


From: Jeremy Compton Sunday, August 8, 2021
Ernie and Final Battle. This was an ongoing conversation for years in the office. I am not religious so I always thought he was just being Ernie but he always claimed all the training he was doing was for the final battle. He was getting frustrated the final battle hadn't started yet and was getting to old to be as effective as he felt he could be in final battle. He spent a lot of hours discussing strategy and how to not be trucked into a succubus over the years. I also told him I was opting into the succubus


From: Jeremy Compton Sunday, August 8, 2021
I had recently transferred to the Wichita office and was still trying to feel out Ernie. One day the intern had fell asleep at the front desk, (it was slow back then) I wasn't sure how Ernie was going to respond. He proceeds to try to throw paper into the interns mouth as he's sleeping with it wide open. Felt a lot more comfortable with Ernie after that day ??.


From: Brenda Payne Saturday, August 7, 2021
Since Ernie's birthday is tomorrow I thought I would share a memory of how Ernie and I acted around this time each year when we were young. After my birthday on July 27, Ernie and I are the same age until his birthday on August 8. When we were kids we pretended like we were "twins" during this time. Being twins to us meant that we walked in unison and did everything together! Drove everyone around us crazy!


From: Brenda Payne Saturday, August 7, 2021
You all know how strong Ernie was. That is why this is one of my favorite memories. When we were young (he was probably only 50 pounds at that time!) I was able to pin him! I was sitting on top of him and holding his arms down pretending like I was going to spit on him (remember the old spit yo-yo?). Well, I accidentally did spit on him. I'm lucky to be around to tell the story!


From: Brenda Payne Saturday, August 7, 2021
As a disclaimer, this memory is more from the story being told repeatedly then my actually recall of the event. My brother was very stubborn when he was younger which made life very interesting. When Ernie was young, he decided he wanted to run away from home, but Mom told him he had to do his chores first AND he couldn't take anything with him that they had given him. Ernie proceeded to take off every stitch of clothing and then take the trash out before he "ran away."


From: Jade Szu Friday, August 6, 2021
Ernie and I enjoyed joking with each other on consistent basis. If there was one thing we disagreed on, it was on the office thermostat temperatures. My body ran cold so I always had a heater at my desk, while Ernie put his personal fan on blast. Then just to trick me, he would go adjust the temperature down to like 65....


From: Jade Szu Friday, August 6, 2021
Ernie loved talking about weird stories at work. The problem was, since we didn't know him prior to work. We never knew if the stories he told were true or he made them up on the spot. I loved animals so I loved talking about animals. But just to play with me, Ernie enjoyed talking about eating rabbit meat. He actually described in glorified details how he would skin the rabbit and get rid of the guts, and you should never eat rabbits' guts because the rabbit might be sick and get you sick. I always stared at him like it's just TMI and I didn't want to know. I would have this disgusted look in my face, then he would walk away appear satisfied that he has tricked me.


From: Jade Szu Friday, August 6, 2021
I can go on and on about Ernie's fun stories at work. Ernie used to come to my cube to talk about the most random things (we sat in the same row). One thing he loved talking about was encourage me to get my boys to be Muay Thai fighters. Ernie showed me pictures and videos about Muay Thai fighting that seemed somewhat too aggressive for kids but he insisted it would be "good for them". He would say, you don't want them to grow up to be soft do you? That's the kind of Ernie I know! Always full or surprise comments that make me not sure what to say after other than giving him this "look".


From: Geno Talkington Friday, August 6, 2021
Ernest told me a story about being humble. He said if your good at something - don’t brag about it- you may have an off day that day and not do good- and if you had bragged it would make you look bad…but if you just go out there and give it your best and do good you’ll look good. And he had me believing his dad’s head was removed and put in his stomach and that he needed a special table to eat at with his family because of that too. Lol


From: Dirk Rader Friday, August 6, 2021
I worked with Ernie for about 12 years here in Wichita. We worked in a very small office environment, only 3 or 4 of us working at a time. When things are like that, you become very close with your co-workers. At times, we're became very bored in the office and tried to think of ways to pass the time. Ernie loved challenges when they involved something physical and athletic. We had a TV hanging from the ceiling on a wrack, id say about 7' in the air or so. When we were leaving one day, I bet Ernie that he couldn't turn off the TV with his head. He accepted the challenge, Took a few steps back, ran and jumped, head-butting the TV hard lol. Tried it a couple more times, but could never hit the power button. We ended up leaving. Lol. Some of the best work memories of my life were working with Ernie. This is just the tip of the iceberg. I'll be sure to share more Vicki! - Dirk


From: Victoria Landwehr Friday, July 30, 2021
I first moved to Oregon and told my dad I was looking everywhere for a poodle mix dog but having no luck. I was all alone and not meeting new friends and thought it would be nice to have a dog for a hiking buddy. My dad started searching for a dog for me too when he finally found someone who was needing to re-home Blue, a 1 yr old Rottweiler Poodle mix. I was so excited for a companion that I didn't really think about how big of a dog or what kind of personality a Rottweiler poodle would have. I drove to Idaho the next day to pick up my new friend. He turned out to be the perfect dog for me. He is so friendly with people and other dogs but still intimidating enough to keep away intruders. Finally after a while my dad and Nancy got to meet my dog and was surprised at how big he looked! I could tell they were excited because they had a giant bag of treats waiting for him. Blue and my dad got to playing and my dad said, "If you don't want to play with the dog you just have to turn your back." So when my dad was done playing he turned his back, but Blue was not done playing and nipped him on the butt! Though my dad didn't react and Blue realized they were done playing. So, I suppose it worked! My dad would spend time with Blue teaching him how to heel and other little tricks and they became best buds. So he would take Blue to the dog park each night and we would all walk a couple of laps together (rather large dog park). However, Blue would be so excited he couldn't seem to sit in his seat on the way to the park. imstead, Blue would stand in the seat directly behind my dad and stick his head right over my dad's shoulder and watch him drive to the park!


From: Brenda Payne Monday, July 26, 2021
I have great memories of what a terrific uncle Ernie was to my kids. Whenever we visited Kansas from Colorado they always looked forward to the infamous smack downs! They would scream with laughter as Ernie lifted them high in the air, twirled them around, and threw them onto the couch. He was always grinning, even when there were 3 (or more) kids hanging on him trying to get him to the ground. I also have pictures of them surrounding Ernie on the couch as he read to them from a baby book using silly voices and expressions while making up words to the story. He was a fantastic Uncle!


From: Brenda Payne Monday, July 26, 2021
Ironically, one of the memories I have of Ernie is my first car crash. I was a new 16 year old driver driving home with Ernie from Bishop Carroll High School in the snowy/icy Kansas weather. I exited the bypass and I lost control on a patch of ice, and the car started spinning down the embankment back to the highway. I freaked out and was yelling, "What do I do?!" He calmly told me, "Just hang loose." The car was stopped at the bottom by a little reflector pole. My big brother was always my protector (and he sometimes had good advice too!)


From: Laura Kerschen Sunday, July 25, 2021
Who remembers Ernie's favorite shirt as a kid? Stripes, big fat stripes! Pretty sure he had kinds of different colors, but the one I remember the most is the brown striped shirt. Now, I love stripes...and I do wish now that I had that old brown striped shirt of his, I'd make a pillow out of it!


From: Laura Kerschen Sunday, July 25, 2021
Ernie and his crazy dog Bert! Yup, Bert and Ernie! I don't think that dog was a favorite of mom and dad, but he was just as entertaining as Ernie.


From: Laura Kerschen Saturday, July 24, 2021
This memory is just to share how Ernie keeps us on our toes even after he has gone. Mom, Vicki, and I were sitting and talking. I could tell mom was a little nervous but had something serious to ask Vicki. She asked about the autopsy report. You see, mom had wanted to ask Ernie several times if he was ok, healthy. We all watched him go from this man with rich dark brown hair to almost full on grey/white practically over night. Then he added on a full Santa beard! Mom was very concerned that something serious might have been going on to make him change appearance so rapidly. Nope! Ernie had just stopped coloring his hair, Vicki told us! Who knew!! He colored his hair to keep his competitive edge with his younger team of employees (he was the at the head of the game, so he didn't need to worry). But marrying Nancy filled his heart with such joy, he stopped worrying about those things. He embraced life and accepted and loved his new look. Ernie, I vow to keep coloring my hair in your honor ;) After all, I don't want to worry mom. Love you brother!


From: Victoria Landwehr Friday, July 23, 2021
I remember going to all WSU baseball and basketball games with my dad when I was little. We didn't always get good seats at the basketball games and I couldn't really see much because I'm such a shrimp. I don't think I really knew what was going on but I remember everyone jumping up with excitement and yelling so I'd jump up too and get all excited and give everyone high fives. For the baseball games we would always sit in the bleachers or out in the outfield. I was always more interested in coloring in my book though. The best were the Easter games because they'd spread the Easter eggs all over the field for the kids to grab. Before I'd go out on the field he would give me the best strategy to get the most eggs. He told me to run straight to the outfield because all the kids would get distracted and stop in the infield. And he was right! I'd run as fast as I could to the outfield and get so much candy for us to share. One particular memory I have from a game was my dad buying a beer. However, he forgot his driver's license. Luckily I was standing right there because he thought having a 7 yr old kid would surely prove that he was of drinking age. The concession's lady was not convinced and said that I was his little sister because he looked so young! After some smooth talking and her asking a couple of questions he finally convinced her that he was over 21 and got his beer. I once asked him he was most afraid of happening at a baseball game. It turned out to be a very specific fear. He told me he was afraid of being distracted by a plate of nachos while walking back to his seat when a foul ball comes and having his hands full. He was afraid of dropping his newly bought nachos. With that being said, I don't think I ever did see him buy a plate of nachos at a baseball game. Though it was always a real treat when I could get my favorite frozen lemonade treat!


From: Victoria Landwehr Sunday, July 18, 2021
There are so many cheerful memories growing up from having the best dad. He would always make rhymes and tunes for me. He'd tuck me in tight at night and when finished he would say as I was snug as a bug in rug! One of my favorite things was just this plastic cup that I would put some beads in and then shake up and he would make up songs to sing. He finally came up with his favorite chorus of "Her name is Vicki Anne, and she likes to play the shaker can" But I'll never forget the simple things like the butterfly kisses and dancing around on his feet. Though I do remember the time that we were playing around and he would throw me on the bed. Except for one time he missed and I went flying and hit the wall! I probably just went running back to keep playing though


From: Victoria Landwehr Sunday, July 18, 2021
My dad would tell me stories of when I was a baby. He would work all day so the only time he would get to see me was at night. He would wake me up from my sleep (which he said angered my mom) and take me outside to look at the moon and stars. He told me that "moon" (more like moo) was my first word. As soon as I could walk this became a ritual of ours. We would always walk outside at evening. In fact, we would race outside and see who could find the moon first. We talked about everything under the moon; including religion, life, and even death. I remember always thinking that our walks were too short even then.


From: Victoria Landwehr Thursday, July 15, 2021
One of my favorite jokes my dad would tell. I would always beg him to tell this joke over and over. On the outskirts of a small Panhandle town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts. “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,” said one boy. Several of the nuts dropped and rolled down toward the fence. As they were dividing the nuts, another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, “One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me.” In an instant he just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and raced to find someone to tell about what he had heard.. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along. “Come here quick,” said the boy, “you won’t believe what I heard! The devil and God are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!” The man said, “Beat it kid, can’t you see it’s hard for me to walk.” When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, “One for you, one for me. One for you, One for me.” The old man whispered, “Boy, you’ve been telling me the truth. Let’s see if we can see God.” Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of God. At last they heard, “One for you, one for me. That’s all… Now let’s go get those nuts by the fence and we’ll be done!” They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid finally passed him on his bike.

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