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     Eldon Charles Palmer was born October 10, 1931.  He served in the Korean War aboard a ship named the USS Brimerton.  He became a police officer and moved his way up and ran for Ada County Sheriff.  He won.  Grandpa started the Idaho Escort Service.  He escorted people in many different situations.  Funeral processions to Presidents.  He started the first ambulance service in Idaho as well.  They started off with hurses for ambulances.  They would charge people a flat fee of $30 for transporting in their ambulance.  He also started Rocky Mountain Air while he was a police officer.  Grandpa and his family transported many things including dead bodies and prisoners, even dirt.

     Grandpa always had a way of getting what he wanted done done the way he wanted it done.  Whatever he says goes.  You just didn't argue with him.  My uncle Mike is the same way today.  One time when Grandpa went to pick up a prisoner to transport him by plane, the officers that brought him to the airport said there was no way they were going to transport him by plane that day.  He was being very uncooperative.  My Grandpa took him to the side, whispered something in his ear.  The prisoner then quietly boarded the airplane, and was transported safely.  No one knows what exactly it was he said, but like many times before, it worked.  What he says goes.

     When I was about five-years-old, Grandpa dug a pond on his property for irrigation.  He owned twenty acres in eagle at the time.  I spent many many hours in that pond.  This raft was built by a neighbor kid shortly after the pond was dug.  It remained there, still floating, long after my grandparents sold the property the pond was on.  Grandpa also stocked the pond with trout every year.  We used to have scouting trips out to Grandpas to go fishing.  The picture at the right shows one of the many fish I caught in Grandpa's pond.

     Grandpa and I had something that the rest of the grandkids didn't.  I was with him every chance I could.  I spent probably half of my summers during elementary school at his house.  It didn't matter what he was doing, he would always take me a long.  He even let me drive a lot of the time.  Once, after dropping off Grandma Jo (grandpas mother) at home in Nampa, he let me drive all the way home because he was tired and doing the head bob while driving.  It was about 11PM.  I was ten years old, driving down the freeway at about 45 MPH while sitting on a phone book.  Anything my parents wouldn't let me do, I could count on Grandpa to not only let me do it, but show me how.

     On January 15, 2002, Grandpa and Grandma were at our house for dinner.  After dinner we were sitting around watching TV.  What happened is hard to explain, you really had to know him to understand this.  He was very active in the LDS Church.  We all knew he knew the church was true, but he never told us that.  The night of the 15th, he started talking to us, he bore his testimony, and told us a lot of things we had never heard from him before.  It seemed very weird that he would be saying the things that he did, but we thought it was great.  We realized the next day that it was almost as if he knew that was his last night on earth.  He died in his dream house he had recently built with his wife of fifty years, Vella Palmer, on February 16, 2002.  He had had two heart attacks before, one recently, the other a few years before while flying an airplane.

 

He is loved and missed greatly by all who knew him...

 

Ty Palmer