On March 18, 1963,
he found new work as a flight dispatcher with United
Airlines, a job he would do for 40 years. He continued
working in Washington for a time, and then he was
transferred to San Francisco. It was there that he met
Debra Jean Schoelerman, who was also working in the
flight dispatch office. In those early years, they’d
travel. They loved the beaches in Hawaii and skiing in
the mountains. They were married on August 5, 1979.
In 1981, their first child, Matthew, was born. Mitch was
transferred to Chicago, his first day was on Matthew’s
1st birthday. The young family soon bought a house in
Arlington Heights on Walnut Avenue, a neighborhood they
would call home for four decades.
In 1984 their second child, Gregory, was born, and a
third brother, Kevin, was born in 1987. Mitch loved his
boys. He’d watch from the edge of his seat at every
basketball game, laugh along with the Muppets and Sesame
Street, and was always there with a word of support and
encouragement.
While Debbie worked part time at United and full time
taking care of the kids, Mitch worked a steady stream of
rotating shifts in United’s flight dispatcher office,
where they met many dear lifetime friends.
In the summers, Mitch and Debbie would take the family
on road trips, traversing the country from Washington,
DC to California, from Appalachia to the Pacific
Northwest, from the Great Smoky Mountains to the Grand
Canyon, from Florida to the Black Hills, usually with
Paul Simon’s “Graceland” album sound tracking the
journey. Back at home, he often had a stack of thick
history books on the table by his chair. He had a
special interest in the Civil War, perhaps because it
took place so close to where he grew up. When not
reading, he could often be found watching a classic
Western movie or a slapstick comedy, or the Chicago Cubs
on WGN, with Harry Carey’s voice drifting through the
house, or being pessimistic about the chances of
Jordan’s Bulls on their way to their next championship.
He was full of aphorisms for his sons. When we’d be
stressed about something, he’d say, “Take it easy,
greasy. You’ve got a long way to slide.” When we’d say
something ridiculous, he’d shake his head and say, “Boy
ain’t right.” And when we fought with each other, he’d
take us aside, look us in the eye, and say, “Your
brothers are the best friends you’ll ever have.”
In 2003, he retired from United. He took a part-time job
as a security guard at St. Peter Lutheran Church and
School, where his boys had gone to school and where his
family had been members for many years. He became known
as “Mr. Mitch,” greeting young families as they dropped
their kids off for preschool or kindergarten. This job
put such a smile on his face in those early years of
retirement.
As his kids got married, he welcomed his
daughters-in-law, Chris, Stephanie, and Michelle, into
the family, and he’d often have a wry word and lots of
laughter with them. When his grandkids were born -
Cooper, Carter, and Penny, Sierra and Maya - he became a
proud grandfather, or “Papaw,” as he preferred to be
called. He even put “Papaw” on his license plate.
In the last years of his life, he began to be plagued
with memory loss, and it was increasingly painful to him
to not be able to remember things. His health took a
turn over the last year. On December 7, 2020, he
squeezed a hand and breathed his last. We are grateful
he is at peace. But we will miss him so deeply.
He was preceded in death by his father, Raymond Dexter
Keadle, and his mother, Eva Ruth Keadle, and his sister,
Mary Sue Fullen, and his brother, who passed just a
month before, William Keadle. He is survived by his
wife, Debra Keadle, his sons, Matthew Craig Keadle
(Christina), Gregory Dexter Keadle (Stephanie), and
Kevin Mitchell Keadle (Michelle), and his grandchildren,
Cooper Jordan Keadle, Carter Dexter Keadle, Penelope
Hope Keadle, Sierra June Keadle, and Maya Eva Keadle,
and many, many other family members and friends.
Funeral service and interment are private. Livestream of
private service 4:00 pm, Friday, December 11, 2020.
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