Edwin Austin Higby

January 13, 1943 - July 11, 2008

01/13/1943 - 07/11/2008

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Service
Thursday July 17, 2008
11:00 am
The Church of Jesus Chirst of Latter Day Saints
4780 Princess Anne Rd.
Virginia Beach, VA 23462
757-474-1796 | Directions

Edwin Austin Higby

Virginia Beach- Edwin Austin Higby, 65 went to be with the Lord Friday July11, 2008. He was a native of Oregon. He proudly served in the US Army Reserves 6 years active duty and 5 reserve duty. He was a engineer and skilled woodcarver. He was a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints.

He is survived by his loving and devoted wife Elizabeth A. Higby ; his children Edwin Allen Higby, II, Arthur Payne Higby, Mary Anne Mrozinski, Kathleen Elizabeth Higby, Charles Fredrick Higby, Harry Austin Higby and John William Higby ; stepchildren Ronald Raymond, JR. Chris Raymond, Daniel Maine and Jessica Herndon, 34 grandchildren and 7 great grandchildren and three brothers Leroy, Loren and Barry Higby.

A memorial service will be held Thursday July 17, 2008 at 11:00 AM at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints 4780 Princess Anne Rd., Virginia Beach.
Altmeyer Funeral Home is handling arrangements.

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BreAnne Pena
8 years ago

I am very sorry for your loss. I knew Edwin from his prolonged stay on our floor 4West. As hard as it is to loose such a good person, he is probably getting the best care he’s gotten in years from our dear lord above and looking down on us hoping we know that. As hard as death is, it’s just a stepping stone into heaven.

A. LeRoy Higby
8 years ago

I lost my hero July 11, 2008 at 10:21a cds time. My early revolved around my big brother, I never used his name only called him “Brother”. Upset my mom, but that’s the way it was. He was my protector, leader, my all. When he did something the entire county followed. Using a yoyo, all the kids got one. Using stilts all kids had one and so on and so on. He was a fantastic athlete, long jumped over 23 ft at age 16. Could stand flat footed under a basketball hoop and dunk the ball when he was 13. Everything was easy for him. A sheer genius, super athlete, immensely strongbroke every pair of pliers I loaned him bare-handed. I am alone, I feel lost with no guidance from my hero. What will I ever do?? Well, I am happy to say tho, he, my beloved Brother is with his mom and dad now and they are all happy and waiting for us.

JEFFREY & MARY ANNE MROZINSKI
8 years ago

I love my father no matter what has happen in our lives.

Mary Anne!!

To be continued…….

E. Allen Higby
8 years ago

I PERSONALLY KNEW SUPERMAN

There are some that believe that Superman is just a comic book hero, but I happen to know that is not true. Superman didnâÄôt fall from the sky from some distant planet. He was born in Salem, Oregon on Jan. 13, 1943, at 1:03 a.m. and left this life on July 11, 2008, at around 10:20 a.m. . . . He is my Dad and my Hero; I am his oldest child.

Dad loved to watch those old, epic movies, like âÄúThe Ten Commandments.âÄù His favorite was âÄúSamson and Delila,âÄù with Victor Mature as Samson. Dad was unbelievably strong, and was always accidentally breaking his and othersâÄô tools, like pliers and wrenches, or even thick, heavy rope with his bare handsâÄîreminiscent of Samson breaking his bands and pushing down the columns of the temple.

Despite his unforgettable strength, Dad had the kindest and softest heart of anyone I knew. I had a severe ear infection at 6 years old. One particular painful, sleepless night Dad lay down beside me. He rocked and comforted me and kissed my fevered head . . . all night long. He constantly hugged me and whispered in my ear, âÄúItâÄôs ok. ItâÄôs ok, Lani; DaddyâÄôs here.âÄù

He was always rescuing things — people and animals — that needed help. If we found an injured turtle, rabbit, cat or dog on the side of the road that had been hit by a car, he would pull over, carefully pick up the animal, take it home and do whatever it took to help it heal. He literally saved the lives of 3 people of whom IâÄôm aware: his younger brother, Barry, his 2nd son my brother Artie, and his daughter my sister Mary Anne from separate drowning incidents.

He loved to play Frisbee, or âÄúcatchâÄù and was an avid fisherman. He loved working with his hands and had a particular gift for carving wood. The fireplace mantle in our home is just one showpiece he crafted which we will always treasure. He was a gifted musician; both as a guitar player and singer. He and my Polynesian mother used to entertain at various church and community gatherings, Dad would play and sing; Mom would sing and dance authentic island songs. He spoke the Tongan language just as fluently as he spoke English âÄì a skill he acquired within a yearâÄôs time of living in the South Pacific islands of Tonga. He was a phenomenal swimmer and superb all-around athlete. He was extremely intelligent and a life-long voracious reader. With all these abilities and gifts, Dad never bragged about himself, much less even mentioned his amazing feats of athleticism, bravery and skill. He was the humblest person IâÄôve ever known and I am honored to be his oldest child and son. I miss you, Dad. It is your powerful Hands I look forward to grasping when IâÄôm privileged to meet you again.

Ofa âÄòAtu,

Alani

Francie Higby
8 years ago

It is very difficult to express how I feel. Eddie was a giant to me. I love him today, yesterday, and tomorrow. He has a wonderful family, his children are all beautiful to me. Eddie’s smile, tho seldom seen, was felt before you saw it. His humor was dry and witty. My prayers are for his family and especially Betsy, his new wife and companion. We are really glad he had her comfort and happiness in his last few months. We love you all and pray you can know he is free of his many aches and pains. Our Heavenly Father’s Plan of Salvation is at work and Eddie is Home.

Dan & Margaret Wickman
8 years ago

Our prayers and thoughts are with you during this time. May God be with you.

Charles Higby
8 years ago

THE KINDIEST GIANT THAT EVER LIVED! DAD YOUâÄôLL ALWAYS REMAIN FOREVER IN MY HEART!!!

In a personâÄôs life they are faced with many obstacles and barriers. The majority find themselves overwhelmed and defeated. Although my heart is saddened I am overwhelmed with happiness because I know a hero in my life no longer suffers and is safe being comforted by his parents in heaven. Edwin Austin Higby was my Father, whom I simply called DAD, and like many others was a mountain of a man. DADâÄôs spirit can be compared to very few in this world. As a young child my younger brothers and I found ourselves starving, aching, and hoping that one day we would be together. I truly know that day is coming and I will overcome this challenge knowing that dreams surely come true.

DAD has given me many memories. These memories have brought tremendous amounts of joy and happiness in my life. Young boys often view their fathers as heroes, giants, or simply put ICONS WHO ARE LARGER THAN LIFE ITSELF. I am proud to admit that I was such a young boy that was fortunate enough to have the honor to experience such feelings towards such a man. I will never forget his kindness, love, and bravery. One day while playing in the front yard on our farm I heard a loud noise. Within tenths of a second I saw this shadow as if it were flying above me almost like an airplane very low to the ground. Then there was this horrific wailing of a sound that I will always remember unlike any other sound I have ever heard before. The sound was coming down the driveway where our older brothers dog house use to be. I soon realized that the shadow I saw was not a plane. That shadow belonged to Superman. DAD moved as if he was flying. Just like DAD was known to do throughout his life he instinctively put his own welfare aside. Simply put he did what DAD did he shared his kindness, love, and bravery to help others. By this time, a few seconds have pasted and Superman had already pried opened the trunk of the car with his bare hands, ripped out the car jack, and lifted the car. This all took place literally within seconds. Unfortunately, the ladies husband had been thrown from the where it landed on top of his head killing the man instantly. By the time I made it down the drive way about a football field in length DAD was in tears kindly telling me to go back to the house. This is what heroes do they are larger than life not because they desire the praise from others but doing what ordinary people can and will never understand or be able to do just because itâÄôs the right thing to do. That day I learned a very important lesson that will forever be imbedded in my heart for eternity. You see Superman showed me what a human can do if his heart is true. Allen, my older brother often states, âÄúI do what I do because itâÄôs the right thing to do!âÄù I know he has been blessed with many life lessons learned from our DAD. Many days have gone by where I find myself imagining, dreaming âÄúIf I could have half the kindness, love, and bravery Edwin Austin Higby my DAD was blessed with than nothing can stop me from accomplishing anything!âÄù I m blessed and proud to be his son.

DAD was loved not only by his children but many others. DAD was an exceptional athlete this I m told by those who knew him in his younger days. To this very day my DADs name continues to be posted on the wall at Liahona High School Gymnasium where he continues to hold the record as the fastest runner to have attended school there. I have met many scholars in my educationally experience and have yet to find a mind that even comes close to that of my DAD. Crossword puzzles he would conquer in minutes. Give him a math challenge, nothing to it, solved instantly all accomplished with nothing more than his brilliant mind.

Finally, I ask the question âÄúhow can I express my sincere gratitude and thanks to such an enormous soul?âÄù It may take a life time to find the answer.

A very brilliant man once asked

âÄúHOW DOES A BLADE OF GRASS THANK THE SON?âÄù

I LOVE YOU DEARLY DAD!!!

YOUR PROUD SON,

CHARLES FREDRICK HIGBY

Charles Higby
8 years ago

THE KINDIEST GIANT THAT EVER LIVED! DAD YOUâÄôLL ALWAYS REMAIN FOREVER IN MY HEART!!!

In a personâÄôs life they are faced with many obstacles and barriers. The majority find themselves overwhelmed and defeated. Although my heart is saddened I am overwhelmed with happiness because I know a hero in my life no longer suffers and is safe being comforted by his parents in heaven. Edwin Austin Higby was my Father, whom I simply called DAD, and like many others was a mountain of a man. DADâÄôs spirit can be compared to very few in this world. As a young child my younger brothers and I found ourselves starving, aching, and hoping that one day we would be together. I truly know that day is coming and I will overcome this challenge knowing that dreams surely come true.

DAD has given me many memories. These memories have brought tremendous amounts of joy and happiness in my life. Young boys often view their fathers as heroes, giants, or simply put ICONS WHO ARE LARGER THAN LIFE ITSELF. I am proud to admit that I was such a young boy that was fortunate enough to have the honor to experience such feelings towards such a man. I will never forget his kindness, love, and bravery. One day while playing in the front yard on our farm I heard a loud noise. Within tenths of a second I saw this shadow as if it were flying above me almost like an airplane very low to the ground. Then there was this horrific wailing of a sound that I will always remember unlike any other sound I have ever heard before. The sound was that of a lady crying and screaming uncontrollably. This sound was coming down the driveway where our older brothers dog house use to be. I soon realized that the shadow I saw was not a plane. That shadow belonged to Superman my DAD. DAD moved as if he were flying. Just like DAD was known to do throughout his life he instinctively put his own welfare aside. Simply put he did what DAD did he shared his kindness, love, and bravery to help others. By this time, a few seconds have pasted and Superman had already pried opened the trunk of the car with his bare hands, ripped out the car jack, and lifted the car. This all took place literally within seconds. Unfortunately, the ladies husband had been thrown from the car where it landed on top of his head killing the man instantly. By the time I made it down the drive way about a football field in length DAD was in tears kindly telling me to go back to the house. This is what heroes do! They are larger than life not because they desire the praise from others but simply doing what ordinary people either lack the courage, bravery, or compassion to do. Heros are blessed with the understanding that there are times where itâÄôs the right thing to do. That day I learned a very important lesson that will eternally be imbedded in my heart. You see Superman showed me what a man can do if his heart is true. Allen, my older brother often states, âÄúI do what I do because itâÄôs the right thing to do!âÄù I know he has been blessed with many life lessons learned from our DAD. Many days have gone by where I find myself imagining, dreaming âÄúIf I could have half the kindness, love, and bravery Edwin Austin Higby my DAD was blessed with than nothing can stop me from accomplishing anything!âÄù I m blessed and proud to be his son.

DAD was loved not only by his children but many others. DAD was an exceptional athlete this I m told by those who knew him in his younger days while living in the south pacific on a island better known as Tonga. To this very day my DADs name continues to be posted on the wall at Liahona High School Gymnasium where he still holds the record as the fastest runner to have attended school there. I have met many scholars in my educationally experience and have yet to find a mind that even comes close to that of my DAD. Crossword puzzles he would conquer in minutes. Give him a math challenge, nothing to it, solved instantly all accomplished with nothing more than his brilliant mind.

Finally, I ask the question âÄúhow can I express my sincere gratitude and thanks to such an enormous soul?âÄù It may take a life time to find the answer.

A very brilliant man once asked

âÄúHOW DOES A BLADE OF GRASS THANK THE SON?âÄù

I LOVE YOU DEARLY DAD!!!

YOUR PROUD SON,

CHARLES FREDRICK HIGBY