From German descendants, Glen was born on March 23, 1934, in Norcader, Kansas. His father Richard Porter Spangler and his mother Velma Rozelle Bowman. His mother died 2 weeks later after giving birth to him, back in the days when this was not so uncommon. He had three sisters: Donna Jean, Beverly, and Jani, and a brother, Ken. Glen moved to Oregon from Kansas when he was 6. In 1955, he bought a farm in the country, south of Cornelius, with his wife Lois. Glen and Lois had three daughters: Linda, Glenda and Diane. Lois passed away from leukemia in 1966 and Glen remarried shortly thereafter to Shirley. With Shirley’s three boys, Dan, Scott, and Curt, joining Glen’s three girls, they became like the Brady Bunch. Glen was a proud man who farmed strawberries and grain up to 1200 acres. He was a devoted father and grandfather. He loved the little ones and the grandkids adored him. He made everything more fun, mesmerizing them with an ordinary toothpick tickling their face or performing magic, turning a simple handerchief into a living, hoping bunny! Glen was a proud man who farmed up to 1200 acres of grain and but his real love was growing strawberries. He was a devoted father and grandfather who loved the little ones and whose grandkids adored him. He made everything more fun, mesmerizing them with an ordinary toothpick by tickling their face or performing magic; turning a simple handerchief into a living, hopping bunny! Influenced by Glen’s parent’s purchase of a vacation home in Apache Junction, Shirley and Glen purchased a resort home in Mesa, Arizona, back in the 90’s, which became a much needed respite for the two snowbirds. One of Glen‘s loves in life was squaredancing. He was a caller and a participant for decades and enjoyed it immensely. He also liked to have Karaoke parties out on the patio in Arizona. Glen was very involved in Softball, taking care of the fields at the resort and playing ball. He enjoyed tennis as well. He was an outgoing man, full of zest for life. About three years ago, Glen was diagnosed with Dementia. At that point, life took a turn for him and his family. Dementia worked like a thief in the night, until we found ourselves very challenged by his condition. Glen took a bad fall two weeks before his death which we feel accelerated his disease. The family is very proud and honored to have taken care of him until the very end at home.