WOW! We didn't even hear about it. We would have loved to have attended the memorial service. I can't imagine what Alida is going through.
A Tribute to Joe
Many members of this Forum have met Joe and Alida Bockino. Perhaps you have read Alida’s postings, or seen photos of Joe, Alida, and their goats, on this Forum. It is with great sorrow that I share the news of Joe’s death, on January 21, 2013, after falling from a ladder at their home near Moscow, Idaho.
http://lmtribune.com/obituaries/article ... 78ee1.html
I first met Joe and Alida at the annual Pack Goat Rendezvous, near Weippe Idaho, in July 2011. They had brought their two goats with them. Sam and Chester were big, beautiful Alpines, purchased from Rex and Terri Summerfield (the founders of this Forum, and the hosts of the Rendezvous that year). After exchanging contact information, we agreed to try to do some future goat trips together. Those trip reports, along with photos of Joe, can be found on this Forum.
Although we knew one-another for less than 2 years, we shared some memorable adventures with Alida and Joe. Our meeting at the Rendezvous led to a close friendship, one that I will forever cherish. Together, with all our goats, we packed to some beautiful areas in Idaho, including the Seven Devils, the North Fork of the Clearwater River, Hell’s Canyon, the Gospel Hump Wilderness, and the Middle Fork of the Salmon River. Together, we grieved the loss of Joe and Alida’s big Alpine, Sam, and together we welcomed their new “babies,†Lewis, and Clark, and Spanky and Peanut. Joe gave me the most amazing fishing lessons. I will always be grateful to him whenever I cast my fly, try to “read†a fast-moving stream, or gently remove a barbless hook before releasing a fish.
It seems as if one or another of our goats was always getting into mischief, getting sick or injured, or generally doing the crazy antics that only goats are capable of doing. I have a saying: “It’s always something with these goats!†That saying became a running joke between Joe and me. We would sit around the campfire, watching the glowing coals, and telling “goat stories.†He would get that twinkle in his eye and shake his head, saying, “it’s always something!†He would often lament that we were all “crazy†to be so devoted to our goats. Crazy we were, but we all loved it, and our passion brought us closer together.
Joe was living his retirement dreamâ€"spending time outdoors, fishing, hunting, and hiking, and being a loving father and husband. I will miss his goofy smile, his sense of humor, his patience and modesty, and most of all, his kindness. Thank you to this Community for bringing us together. May Joe’s memory be a blessing, and may his spirit live on through all of us that are connected to him.
http://lmtribune.com/obituaries/article ... 78ee1.html
I first met Joe and Alida at the annual Pack Goat Rendezvous, near Weippe Idaho, in July 2011. They had brought their two goats with them. Sam and Chester were big, beautiful Alpines, purchased from Rex and Terri Summerfield (the founders of this Forum, and the hosts of the Rendezvous that year). After exchanging contact information, we agreed to try to do some future goat trips together. Those trip reports, along with photos of Joe, can be found on this Forum.
Although we knew one-another for less than 2 years, we shared some memorable adventures with Alida and Joe. Our meeting at the Rendezvous led to a close friendship, one that I will forever cherish. Together, with all our goats, we packed to some beautiful areas in Idaho, including the Seven Devils, the North Fork of the Clearwater River, Hell’s Canyon, the Gospel Hump Wilderness, and the Middle Fork of the Salmon River. Together, we grieved the loss of Joe and Alida’s big Alpine, Sam, and together we welcomed their new “babies,†Lewis, and Clark, and Spanky and Peanut. Joe gave me the most amazing fishing lessons. I will always be grateful to him whenever I cast my fly, try to “read†a fast-moving stream, or gently remove a barbless hook before releasing a fish.
It seems as if one or another of our goats was always getting into mischief, getting sick or injured, or generally doing the crazy antics that only goats are capable of doing. I have a saying: “It’s always something with these goats!†That saying became a running joke between Joe and me. We would sit around the campfire, watching the glowing coals, and telling “goat stories.†He would get that twinkle in his eye and shake his head, saying, “it’s always something!†He would often lament that we were all “crazy†to be so devoted to our goats. Crazy we were, but we all loved it, and our passion brought us closer together.
Joe was living his retirement dreamâ€"spending time outdoors, fishing, hunting, and hiking, and being a loving father and husband. I will miss his goofy smile, his sense of humor, his patience and modesty, and most of all, his kindness. Thank you to this Community for bringing us together. May Joe’s memory be a blessing, and may his spirit live on through all of us that are connected to him.
