Jerry House

Jerry House, 66, of Amarillo, Texas was called to his heavenly home on July 12, 2021 while surrounded by his family, in Amarillo, Texas.  Jerry was born on May 8, 1955 in Tulia, Texas to Jerry Loid House and Betty Laroe.

Memorial services will be held at a later date at Palo Duro Canyon.

Jerry was a kind, giving, loving, husband, father, son, grandad and great grandad. He was a proud Marine, the most intelligent man a person could ever meet. He was a  great historian. He was a proud republican. He loved baking, gardening, and sharing his love for them with family. No one will ever forget his “Angel Biscuits” or his cheesecake. He loved to visit. He was fluent in several languages, you would quickly learn that German was his favorite. He was very loved and will be missed by many. Now reunited with his most precious wife, who he has missed terribly.

Jerry was preceded in death by his brother, Ricky Dale House; and his lovely wife, Sherry House.

Jerry is survived by his parents, Jerry Loid House and Betty LaRoe of Amarillo, Texas; his sisters, Vicky Heckman of Amarillo, Texas, and Joffa LaRoe of Dallas, Texas; his brothers, Jimmy LaRoe and wife Margie of Hereford, Texas and Laphe LaRoe and wife Alice of Groom, Texas; his daughters, Christin White and husband Brian of Ada, Oklahoma, Tobi Perry and husband Mark of Norman, Oklahoma, Heather Walton and husband Donnie of Amarillo, Texas; his son, Joey House and wife Tessa of Tulsa Oklahoma; his grandkids, Levi Morrison, Joey Turman both of Ada, Oklahoma, Benjamin Esten House of Tulsa, Oklahoma, James and Abigail Perry, Cheyenne and Adam Potts of Amarillo, Texas, Alexis and Jay Anderson of Amarillo, Texas; great-grandchildren, Mason and Braxton Potts, and Bryson Anderson, all of Amarillo.

I am home in Heaven, dear ones;
Oh, so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty in this everlasting light.
All the pain and grief is over, every restless tossing passed;
I am now at peace forever, safely home in Heaven at last.
Did you wonder I so calmly trod the valley of the shade?
Oh! but Jesus’ love illumined every dark and fearful glade.
And He came Himself to meet me in that way so hard to tread;
And with Jesus’ arm to lean on, could I have one doubt or dread?
Then you must not grieve so sorely, for I love you dearly still
Try to look beyond earth’s shadows, Pray to trust our Father’s will.
There is work still waiting for you, So you must not idly stand;
Do it now, while life remaineth, ­you shall rest in Jesus’ land.
When that work is all completed, He will gently call you home;
Oh, the rapture of that meeting,
Oh, the joy to see you come!


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