Published May 4, 1988, page 17 of Pantagraph
Glenn D. Starkey, 45, of 724 Normal Ave., Normal a letter carrier, died at 1:30 a.m. yesterday, (May 3, 1988) at Mennonite Hospital, Bloomington, after a short illness.
His funeral will be at 2 p.m. Thursday at Beck Memorial Home Bloomington, with Capt. James Hoskin and the Rev. David Lloyd officiating. Burial will be in Funks Grove Cemetery, Funks Grove.
Visitation will be from 6 to 8 tonight at the memorial home.
Mr. Starkey was born September 1, 1942, In Normal, a son of Glenn and Sylvia Bigger Starkey. He married Eva D. McCombs on Sept. 25, 1960, in Bloomington. She survives.
Other survivors include his mother, 104 E. Wood St., Bloomington; one son, David A., 811 S. Fell Ave., Normal; one daughter, Lori M. Hamblin, Downs; one sister Joyce Wilson, 122 Greenwood Ave., Bloomington; and one grandson.
His father preceded him in death.
Mr. Starkey a lifelong Normal resident had been a carrier for 18 years from the Bloomington post office. He was a member of the National Association of Letter Carriers.
Active in the Salvation Army corps for many years, Mr. Starkey was a song leader and band member as well as a teacher of a Sunday school class.
Memorials may be made to the Salvation Army or to the Cancer Society.
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The following was written by classmates for our 50th Reunion Booklet. Led by a dedicated team of local classmates, the project was titled:
"BHS CLASS OF '60 FOOTPRINTS"
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For 1 year (3rd Grade) I attended Edwards School on W. Market in Bloomington. We had a turtle that 2 of us always had to take care of it. When it was my turn, I was teamed up with Glenn Starkey. You get to know your fellow classmate better when you take care of a turtle. The turtle lived in a sandbox and we carried a bucket 1/2 full of water for it.
Later when I attended college (ISU - 1980-5) Every so often I would run downtown Normal for supplies and Lunch at the local cafe on the square (across from the post office). Glenn worked at the post office and often he would be having lunch there too. If it was very crowded, we would sit together. It was good to see each other but we had not talked about our turtle days. The last time I saw him Aug. 1985 I had a full course schedule and worked at the Student Center Book store...... he came in (mail) and we talked briefly. We discussed getting together (with our mates). However, I moved to FL in 1987 without ever seeing him again and mourned him when I heard he had passed.
(Janet Warrick)