We take this opportunity to remember those who have been a part of us and continue to live in our memories…

  

KARL MASON
Aug 12, 1954—July 30, 2005

Numerologist, Author, Actor, Musician, Teacher, Adventurer. He called himself the “Psychic with the Bar Napkin,” as that is how long it took him to work out the pinnacles and challenges of a person’s birth numbers.
Karl was born in Corpus Christi, TX, and graduated from U of H in Houston. He married Marva Boehm Mason, in 1991. They lived in Los Angeles from December 1991—January 1994, where Karl began working various psychic lines, writing his book on Numerology, various writing assignments for actress Sally Kirkland, and working on several films as an extra, including the role of the drummer in Ricky Nelson’s band in the premier episode of “What Happened”. He also had a bit part in the HBO TV movie “Mastergate” and a Kung Fu movie and others.
While in California, Karl had a weekly call-in radio on talk show in Reno, Nevada. He has also been a guest of Houston KBXX- FM’s morning show with Robert Scorpio. Upon returning to Houston in 1994, Karl resumed substitute teaching at various HISD and Spring Branch public schools, but his favorites were assignments at the “delinquent” schools. He continued his work on various psychic lines and worked local psychic fairs and many parties and events.
Karl had numerous phone clients from around the country and had a steady phone clientele who liked his brand of wit, intuition and problem-solving. He loved music, especially Cream, Eric Clapton, Santana, Carlos Joabim, Satie, Billy Vera & The Beaters, The Rolling Stones. He loved political literature, and was most recently studying Sanskrit.
Karl is survived by his mother, Helen Boron Gonzalez, sister, Anna Cantu and husband John Cantu, all of Pflugerville Texas and ex-wife and best friend, Marva Boehm Mason, of Houston and his two precious kitties, Mattie and Cream.
Special appreciation goes to Grant Gudmundson of Salt Lake City, who flew in to Houston espcecially to lead the guided meditation at Karl’s Celebration of Life on Saturday, August 6 at the close of the psychic fair. God Speed along your new journey, Karl and take with you all the love I have to give you.
Karl lost his battle with Juvenile Diabetes. He fought and won 4 episodes of doctors wanting to amputate his feet or more and struggling with the long road of years for his feet to recover without amputation. The family requests that you acquaint yourself with this disease to prevent you and your loved ones fighting the same battle that Karl has fought since age 12.

JO ANN ROUSSEL MYERS HAMILTON
Oct 11, 1938 – Nov 15, 2009

Jo Ann was born in Michigan and came to Texas as a young adult. She had four children, Julie, Mark, Jerry and Roxanne, two brothers, Don and Craig, sister Connie, 8 grandchildren, 5 great-grandchildren, and one on the way.
During her 30′s, she entered competitive dance and was the Belle of the Ball. She worked as a hairdresser for many years, and opened Lotusland where she sold her metaphysical gifts, Tarot cards, incense, books, crystals, jewelry, and whatever else came along. She joined the Psychic Fair and held a booth there for years until her death in 2009, selling her various metaphysical wares. JoAnn also worked as a vendor at Trader’s Village for several years until selling her booth there.
She loved to sneak off to Coushatta Indian Reservation in Louisiana whenever she could to ptry her hand at the slot machines.
Above all, she loved her family and friends. She took care of her mother until her mother passed in the mid 1990′s. She was very close to her brother, Russell Roussel, who preceded her in death. One friend in particular, who preceded her in death is Eugene Villalobos. Now, she is on the other side of life and able to engage once again in the mischeviousness they often got into. They were great friends, and he tried to escape the many times he would end up fixing her vehicle so she would be back on the road again. It was as though if Eugene was anywhere around, JoAnn’s vehicle would break down just to give him another opportunity to put it back together. Once, he had promised to take JoAnn and a friend of hers to Arkansas to dig for crystals and backed out on the morning they were to leave out of fear that her vehicle wouldn’t make the trip and he would be stuck repairing it. Taht’s what you get for being a good mechanic.
JoAnn will be missed by all who knew and loved her. She touched every soul she met. Her family will hold a memorial service in her honor after Thanksgiving.

JENNIFER BOBBITT
1957 – Aug 12, 2009

Jennifer was one of my closest friends since I moved back to Houston from Los Angeles in January 1994. From the moment we met, we were connected. In later years, we discovered that when I first moved to Houston back in 1974, we both lived in the same apartment complex, in the same building, parked in the same place, but never met. Again, we worked only about 3 blocks from each other and pounded the sidewalks between our two workplaces, and yet, never met…. Until January 1994, when I came back to Houston from L.A. I was doing palmistry and astrology readings at Centerpoint Project in Houston, and we had a hard time separating that day. We just kept talking and talking, and it didn’t stop until she drew her last breath yesterday, Wednesday, August 12, 2009, at the hospice in Conroe TX.
Jennifer attended my astrology, tarot, palmistry classes and was a pure challenge for any teacher. While astrology teachers will tell you that have to practically bribe students to do any homework at all, not only did Jennifer do the assigned work, but she would return each week having read a couple of intense advanced astrology books and wanted to discuss them. It left all the other students in the dust, while I loved it because I was able to really do the astrology I wanted to do because I had a serious student interested in the same direction of astrology. We attended so many workshops together and continued our learning journey. We always compared notes, shared ideas, concepts, sometimes disagreed but it always provided insights for discovery.
Jennifer, I will personally miss you, our debates, discussions, and our journey together. Obviously, the Universe had other plans for both of us to take you on a separate journey at this time. Its also very interesting to me that you chose to transcend this planet on the same day as Karl’s birthday, August 12, within a half hour of his birth time. The two of you were close and often exchanged ideas. I remember so well when we would discuss things, and I can still hear your voice say “I wonder what Karl would think about this.” You had many exchanges of thought with Karl and he always gave you things to ponder about, and you loved his “hit me between the eyes” approach where he minced no words, just telling it like it was. Both of your Virgo risings loved that!
Jennifer joined all the national astrology organizations, NCGR, ISAR, OPA, and others, and was working on her certification.

  

TOM McKEATING
April 23, 1940 – February 2, 2010
Thomas was last known to be living in Huntsville, Alabama.

REMEMBERING & HONORING A SOUL’S JOURNEY by Jeanne Mitchel

Thomas Vincent McKeating
1940-2010
To Those Who Knew and Cared for Tom McKeating:
Tom McKeating passed away after a week long battle for his life. He had congestive heart failure, and had not been feeling well for months – well, actually years. He entered the hospital on Tuesday, January 26th, and while at one point he looked like he was going to bounce back, and had joy in his eyes, it didn’t last. He died the next Tuesday, February 2nd, after his sons arrived.
You all knew Tom – each in your own way. He was a man of many dimensions and flavors. But I knew him longer than most of you, and he influenced my life deeply with his big heart. I remember when we met, very late in May of 1986. A new friend, Sandra, had a party to bring like-minded people together. Tom and I ended up sitting together on the same love seat. People talked of their experiences and what they knew, but as one was speaking, I could see Tom beginning to play the “Devil’s Advocate.” It was a roll he really liked to play, and often watched for openings in which he could perform. One of the girls stated a few things that obviously couldn’t be proved, and used the proverbial words, “I” as she spoke in absolutes. Tom took exception in his Devil’s Advocate way and began his calculated attack. I caught on, and reached over and gave his leg a little slap and said, “don’t do that.” That touch began the next 23 years of a very close relationship that took many different forms. And I know that’s how Tom was for most of you, he touched you – quickly and deeply.
Tom was my closest and dearest friend for 23 years, and I loved him dearly. His heart was so big and he was so very kind. If you ever asked for help, he would be there to help with no reservations – but you had to ask – he would never presume to interfere. He lived by his integrity and would never lie. So you could always trust that his answers and support would come from his heart and never selfishly. I often would run things by him to have a sounding board, and he always tried to stay very objective, even when the questions or concerns hit him deeply to the core. He listened to, supported and helped many people. He was truly one of the most beautiful people that I have ever had the privileged to know. I have been so blessed and graced by having him in my life these last 23 years.
To have such a big, big heart, I think his heart was weakened by his loneliness as he chose to live a very isolated life; especially, his last 20 years. Plus, he had deep disappointments in love. He had 4 wives, and never expected any of those relationships to end. But alas, he married strong-minded women, who could lock heads with his own strong-mindedness. Career was another disappointment for him, and I don’t think he ever found again that close working connection like he had with American General, which started his career. It’s hard on a man to not fee his worth in the working world. He struggled deeply there, but it was never clear exactly why.
Tom had a compassion that people felt, and a passion for life that was uniquely his own. Few can rival the depth that he felt, but few knew how deeply felt he really was. He was much too humble to show these feelings and didn’t talk much about himself unless you asked him a direct question – yet he was always ready to help someone else. Before he went into the hospital, while he was in seeing his Doctor, his Doctor asked, “how are you doing?” Tom just answered fine. Of course, the Doctor knew that he wasn’t. But that was just who he was. Tom was unique, and few can say that the relationship with their ex-spouse was so close. My husband even liked Tom, and he liked my husband. It was an unusual relationship – but then Tom was an unusual man.
Tom suffered much the last 15 years, and I am happy that he doesn’t have to suffer any more. I am a better person because of Thomas Vincent McKeating, and was so blessed to have had him in my life for so long.
Tom will be missed – and there is an emptiness where he was, and a smile in my heart when I picture his face.

  

EUGENE VILLALOBOS
1941 – October 2004

A legend in his own time
A celebration of his life
Eugene Gary Villalobos was born in 1941 in Santa Barbara, California.
Son of Samuel Villalobos and Rena Biaggi, grandson of Joseph Villalobos.
Predeceased in death by a younger brother Gregory Eldon Villalobos, and infant siblings Eugene Alden, Keran Charlene, and Sheran Arlene who passed away as babies.
Eugene was a modern day gypsy, storyteller, world traveler. He read palms, told fortunes, made people laugh. Our dear friend died quietly in his sleep.
Eugene lived the simple life. He became a vegetarian, studied yoga, loved to dance, enjoyed a good cup of coffee and traveled light. He was the life and voice of any gathering.
A gifted master of the Planets and Stars, he loved to captivate an audience, and could hold even the most stubborn skeptic in a debate.
Eugene adored being on the road and traveled from Florida to Alabama to Texas to California, often staying with and traveling with friends, who were enchanted by his charm and tales. Eugene never wore out his welcome. He always had friends available to be surrounded by.    Friends of Eugene will be gathering for a Memorial Luncheon
Saturday, November 20, 2004 at 2:00 PM, Logan’s Roadhouse – Private Room On Hwy 290 in Houston, Texas
Eugene Villalobos is survived by his beautiful daughter, Iby.

  

PAM JOHNSON
1950 – Nov 22, 2005

Pamela Johnson of Deer Park, Passed away Tuesday, November 22, 2005 at the age of 55. Pam was a long term employee at the Johnson Space Center where she served as an office administrator.

She is survived by daughters, Jennifer Russell and husband Rodney, Jaime Tatum and husband Eric; sister, Donna Keag and husband Kevin; brothers, Walter Knitter and wife Cherie, Robert Knisley and wife Marcy; grandchildren, Cole and Cody Russell; soul mate, Ron Kelly and many nieces and nephews.

Visitation will be from 5-8 P.M. on Tuesday, November 29, 2005 at Grand View Funeral Home. Funeral services will be held at 12:30 P.M. on Wednesday, November 30, 2005 at Grand View Funeral Home Chapel.

 

  

VIRGINIA  LEE WHITE BUNDY GOLIGHTLY
1934-2003

Virginia Lea White Bundy Golightly, 69, a retired office manager, passed away on Monday, February 17, 2003, in Fort Worth, Texas.

Memorial Service: 2pm Sunday at St. Gregory’s Episcopal, Mansfield, TX 76063.
Survived by brothers, Benjamin and Leonard White; sons, Billy Eugeane White and James C. Bundy, daughters Karen June Strokos, Starla Jean Carter and Vicky Sue McKay, and many other relatives and friends.

Published in the Star-Telegram on 2/21/2003.   

 

 

 

 

 

JUDY JOHNS
May 6, 1944 – May 6, 2008
Mundane Astrologer & Moderator of Political Astrology elist on Yahoogroups

Judy Johns was an amazing woman, astrologer, teacher, friend, to everyone who knew her. She leaves her partner, Ted Howard, daughters Pati and Ginger, and numerous grandchildren, and her little dog Tucker. There is a professional memorial/obit for her at www.solstitcepoint.com, but this is my personal memorial for her based on the Judy I knew and miss so much.
When I moved to L.A. in 1991, Judy was one of the first individuls I met. I found her name in ASPECTS magazine as an astrologer teaching classes. I called her and got details about her classes, and it sounded like that was exactly where I needed to be. She called the class her “Pluto” class and said that for anyone to stay in the class, they needed to have strong Pluto aspects — that was just how it was. Others would just drift away from the class if they didn’t have a prominent Pluto. One of the earliest things I recall in her classes was our discussion of the Nodes in the chart.
Judy was a mundane astrologer, which is the study of world events, world leaders, the charts of countries, and she focused much on the ingress charts, which is when the sun entered the cardinal signs each year – Aries, Cancer, Libra, and Capricorn. I attended her Presidential Election workshop in 1992, taught at the home of Robert Carl Jansky. Judy made it her life long study to look at the charts of politicians running our country, as well as the charts of counties, and other countries of the world. She mentioned on several occasions how she worked with Marc Penfield and also Mark Pottenger. Mark Pottenger tweaked computer programs for Judy to give her what she needed. Marc Penfield did a lot of work as well in mundane astrology.
Her interest in different research in astrology was never ending. I believe she used to take students to the race tracks to apply astrological techniques to the races. She kept her astrology simple, but she certainly got the most out of it. She had a beautiful ability to synthesize a chart and make it talk to her.
Judy was the first astrologer to introduce me to Mars Returns, and usually had my mind exploding with new information and knowledge to get into my brain.
Judy, you will never leave my heart, and you have made such a deep impact on my life. I will always love you.
~Marva