Maurice Francis Markway
May 15, 1919 ~ February 9, 2014
Maurice Francis Markway, 94, of Wardsville, died Sunday, February 9, 2014, at Heisinger Bluffs.
He was born on May 15, 1919, in Wardsville, the son of the late Albert and Marie (Winkelman) Markway.
Maurice was a 1937 graduate of St. Peter High School.
After high school, Maurice joined the United States Army Air Corps. He served with the 91st Bomber Group as a Captain during World War II.
He spent many years farming in the Wardsville area. He was also employed as a bookkeeper for Stockman Feed & Fertilizer.
Maurice served as Cole County Treasurer for four years and as Cole County Eastern District Judge for eight years.
He was a member of St. Stanislaus Catholic Church in Wardsville, VFW Post 1003, American Legion Roscoe Enloe Post 5, a life member of the Knights of Columbus Helias Council 1054, charter member of the National World War II Museum, charter member of the Tribute to a Generation in Washington D.C., was a Honor Flight participant, and was the first President of the Jefferson City Dairy Council.
Survivors include: two siblings, Louis (Doris) Markway, Wardsville; Mary Kay Duckworth, Omaha, Neb.; two sisters-in-law, Pauline Markway, Wardsville; Kay Markway, St. Louis; several nieces and nephews; and many great-nieces and great-nephews.
He was preceded in death by his parents; four brothers, his twin Marcellus Markway, Jerome Markway, Albert Markway, Norbert Markway; and a sister, Dorothea Croff.
Mass of Christian Burial will be 11 a.m. Thursday, February 13, 2014, at St. Stanislaus Catholic Church in Wardsville with the Rev. I.C. Medina officiating.
Entombment with military honors will be in St. Stanislaus Mausoleum.
Visitation will be 4:30-7 p.m. Wednesday at Dulle-Trimble Funeral Home with a prayer service at 4 p.m. Additional visitation will be 10-11 a.m. Thursday at the church.
Memorials are suggested to the St. Stanislaus Education Foundation, 6410 Route W, Jefferson City, Mo 65101.
Those wishing to email tributes or condolences to the family may do so at the www.dulletrimble.com website.
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My uncle was a true hero one of the greatest generation as was his brothers Marcellus and my dad Norbert. A great loss for me personally. God bless them. Bert Markway
Farewell to another WWII Army Air Corp vet. It was my honor to escort Maurice, my father-in-law Harold Markway and Jim Rackers on the Honor Flight several years ago. There was not a dry eye in the crowd when these heroes returned. Chuck Kramer
Maurice, uncle to 34 children of his siblings; yet he engaged each of us as if we were his only niece or nephew. An intelligent, community-minded man and public servant, his thoughts were never very far from his Army Air Corp days. A true hero to our country, he was simply my beloved Uncle Maurice.
Just looking at the picture, I thought it was Marcellus. Then I read where Marcellus was his twin brother. My dad and Marcellus worked together as builders of fine homes in J.C. For a while I was their bookkeeper. I married & moved to TX 52 years ago. My sympathy to the family. Marcellus was a fine man as I know his twin brother must also have been.
Maurice will always be special to me. I helped him show Brown Swiss Dairy cattle a couple of years at the Sedalia state fair, so many great memories.
My earliest memories are of Uncle Maurice’s presence at every Markway holiday, and in later years, at our family holidays. He shared his smile, his war stories and always asked “How’s Staci doing?”.
In later years, Uncle Maurice would drive his maroon station wagon (funny how both he and Grpa enjoyed those vehicles) and stop by the clinic to check on our family, possibly throwing a line in to catch a fish or two. His friend, Art, often joined him. If the kids and I were visiting from out of town, we were invited to join in. You could count on him to have a chair, a tackle box and 1-2 fishing poles every ready in his car. I will forever see him sitting by the pond with his folding chair, patiently waiting on a line, untangling one of my kids lines, tying a new hook to a broken line (“oh that must have been a big one”), baiting a line for one of my kids, or with a big smile, “let me get that fish off for you!”
When he could no longer travel without his walker, the fishing sadly ended. His visits were simply that – visiting our family and enjoying the day. He’d watch the kids, engage in a jigsaw puzzle, or share war stories – his most vivid memories. My kids enjoyed picking him up at the nursing home, seeing his planes and trinkets, looking through his war scrapbooks.
I realized today he’s the only Great Great Uncle my kids have really ever spent time with, ever really got to know. I know your memories as a niece or nephew will be quite different than mine. But to me and my kids – a great niece, and a few great-great-nieces/nephews, he will be remembered as just that – a GREAT uncle who we were blessed to spend time with, to treasure as an elder, to honor as part of the Greatest Generation of those who valiantly fought for our country.
May his soul rest in peace. We love you Uncle Maurice. We’ll miss you.
Stacia Markway-Kemna and family
daughter of Marc and Betty Markway
My earliest memories are of Uncle Maurice’s presence at every Markway holiday, and in later years, at our family holidays. He shared his smile, his war stories and always asked “How’s Staci doing?”.
In later years, Uncle Maurice would drive his maroon station wagon (funny how both he and Grpa enjoyed those vehicles) and stop by the clinic to check on our family, possibly throwing a line in to catch a fish or two. His friend, Art, often joined him. If the kids and I were visiting from out of town, we were invited to join in. You could count on him to have a chair, a tackle box and 1-2 fishing poles every ready in his car. I will forever see him sitting by the pond with his folding chair, patiently waiting on a line, untangling one of my kids lines, tying a new hook to a broken line (“oh that must have been a big one”), baiting a line for one of my kids, or with a big smile, “let me get that fish off for you!”
When he could no longer travel without his walker, the fishing sadly ended. His visits were simply that – visiting our family and enjoying the day. He’d watch the kids, engage in a jigsaw puzzle, or share war stories – his most vivid memories. My kids enjoyed picking him up at the nursing home, seeing his planes and trinkets, looking through his war scrapbooks.
I realized today he’s the only Great Great Uncle my kids have really ever spent time with, ever really got to know. I know your memories as a niece or nephew will be quite different than mine. But to me and my kids – a great niece, and a few great-great-nieces/nephews, he will be remembered as just that – a GREAT uncle who we were blessed to spend time with, to treasure as an elder, to honor as part of the Greatest Generation of those who valiantly fought for our country.
May his soul rest in peace. We love you Uncle Maurice. We’ll miss you.
Stacia Markway-Kemna and family
daughter of Marc and Betty Markway
God bless you sir, and thank you for your service to this country during WWII – The Mighty Eighth. It was indeed my pleasure, and honor, to have known you.