Richard Merle Weik - Loss of a Brother
Richard Merle Weik, my brother was born on July 27, 1952 in Davenport, Scott, Iowa to Nancy Gertrude Brumley and Merle Otto Weik. My father was working at Midwest Metals in Davenport at the time. I was the big sister waiting for a brother or sister to arrive. I can't remember too much about that time because I was just a toddler myself, but my mother told me that it was an exciting time wondering if the baby was going to be a boy or a girl.
Richard Merle Weik was named after his father, Merle Otto Weik. Like many parents, they traditionally named their first-born son after the father or the father's father.
The Weik family was now four members as of Christmas 1952, where Richard Merle Weik celebrated his first Christmas with lots of presents.
But wait, it wasn't long before another baby was on its way to the Weik family and on April 20, 1954 John Edward Weik was born. Two boys so close in age caused questions to be asked every time my mother took the boys for an outing. She would often dress them alike and people would always ask, "Are they twins"?
As Richard and John grew up they became not only brothers but best friends, counting on each other in good times and bad. My parents decided to put them in the Boy Scouts and through the years they reached the level of Eagle Scout together.
We learned how to fish from my dad at an early age, mostly catching Catfish where we lived but some Blue Gill as well. It became a lifelong hobby for all of us. Richard and John would fish together with my Dad many, many times after I left home. It was as rewarding to them as it was to my dad over the years and pictures of the fish they caught were taken almost every time.
I received a call February 13, 2015 that my brother, Richard Merle Weik had passed away at home after several illnesses. My brother John and I got together that weekend and remembered our brother Richard, each having our own stories of being a child in this family called Weik. For my brother John, it is hard to lose a brother and a best friend that you shared your life with for so many years. I have always watched that connectedness from afar and saw how much they counted on each other.
His wife Denise will have a picnic this coming May to celebrate my brother's life. Pictures and many fishing stories will be told of Richard, John, and my dad as they fished their favorite places in Kansas.
I loved my brother as the big sister in the family - looking out for him when he and John were little. Those days will be the way I remember him most of all.