74 of Thicket, Texas died Sunday January 27, 2013 at his daughter's residence in Sour Lake. A service of remembrance will take place on Wednesday January 30, 2013 at 2:00 P.M. at the gravesite at Hall cemetery in Thicket with Reverend Clyde Somers officiating. The family will be recieving friends on Tuesday January 29, 2013 from 6:00P.M. until 9:00P.M at Faith & Family. Dusty was born July 8. 1938 in Kennefick. Texas known at one time as ' Simmons Bottom' to parents Charles Henry Rhodes and Eara Mabel Majors. He had lived in Houston and Splendora area for many years before moving to Thicket, and was a supervisor for Brown & Root Construction of Houston. He was preceded in death by his parents, a brother Ray Rhodes, two sisters Loyce Collins and Viola Davis. Survivors are His love Carol Bebee of Thicket, sons Dusty Lyn Rhodes of Cleveland, Dusty Charles Rhodes Jr. and wife Stephanie of Thicket, William Arlon Rhodes and wife Laura of Huffman. Daughters Wendy Day and husband Michael of Sour Lake, stepdaughters Susan Manning, Vallery Dishman and Stephanie Rhodes. Brothers I.D. Rhodes and Henry Rhodes both of Thicket, sister Cassie Sims of Iola, Texas. Grandchildren Steven, Christopher, Cody, Caleb, Megan, Lauren, Zachary, Gabrielle, Dusty Rhodes III, Leslie, Paula, and Keri. Great grandson; Christian Taylor. Serving as pallbearers are Steven Taylor, Christopher Taylor, Caleb Taylor, Zachary Rhodes, Dusty Charles Rhodes III and Cody Day. Honorary pallbearers are M.C. Carrol, Leland Edge, Leonard Loftin, Carl Smith, and Doug Brown.
Condolences
Ramona Bienek
March 28, 2013
You will never be forgotten and will be missed by many.I'm glad you were my friend. My thoughts are with your family in this hard time.You will always and forever live in our memories,hearts and thoughts. Rest in peace my friend
David Shelfer
March 28, 2013
I never showed up at Dusty's house that somebody didn't shove a hot cup of fresh brewed coffee in my hand. That is my kind of hospitality! And I never made it to the car to leave that Dusty didn't produce a fine quart of home-grown tomatoes to take home. I'm a happier person for having known Dusty and truly blessed to be a part of the Rhodes family. Rest in peace, my friend. I will always love you.
Carolyn Shelfer
March 28, 2013
Dusty was a master gardener and could grow a stick if he stuck it in the ground. Of course, it helped that he lived in the Garden of Eden, my beloved Big Thicket. This incredible man brought together an entire family around a tomato patch. We all new when the calendar said “Harvest tomatoes”. We showed up with a 5-gallon bucket in each hand. If you wanted to stir up Dusty’s dander say something like, “I was just over at I.D.’s and I think he’s got about the best looking crop of tomatoes I’ve ever been witness to.” The next words out of Dusty’s mouth started with, “I bet he ain’t got nothing like these over here. That’s the tallest tomato plant I’ve ever seen. And look at the size of this tomato. I bet I.D’s ain’t even ripe yet!” I never left Uncle Dusty’s house without a case of Mason jars filled with the bounty of his labor. Thank you! Uncle Dusty for sharing your life and love with me. I love you always!
Carolyn Shelfer
March 28, 2013
Dusty Charles Rhodes
Carolyn Shelfer
March 28, 2013
Three days before Christmas, 1952, brought some hard times to these woods…and to this family. Of course, there were hard times before but this but it was catastrophic for a 14-year old boy who just lost his Daddy. Leonard Loftin said he and Dusty followed Charley Rhodes around these woods and made every step Charley made. Leonard said it was sort of like hero-worship; Charley Rhodes had a compelling character and probably the best story-teller around. Sitting under a pine holding a fishing pole or cross-legged around a camp fire is where Dusty learned who he was and what he was about. It was a devastating blow when Dusty lost his Daddy. But God had a plan for him. Dusty had a little niece and this baby was crazy about her Grandpa, Charley Rhodes. The feeling was mutual. When Charley got sick they sneaked the baby through the window at the hospital to visit him right before God called Charley home. Somehow, this sad son and this sad baby found each other in their loneliness. He fed her and took up her care and taught her to walk. They loved one another right through the hardest time of their young lives. You know a man goes through life…doing some good things and some things he wished he could do over again. Sometimes people forget the good he‘s done. Life has come full circle for Dusty! Today, I want to remember the good and say Thank You! Thank you, Uncle Dusty, for taking care of me and teaching me to walk. I am so very, very grateful and I love you.
Carolyn Shelfer
March 28, 2013
Jesus said to His disciples, 'In my house there are many mansions. If it were not so I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for so that where I am you may be also.' ~ Revelation ~ I hope my mansion is right next to Uncle Dusty's.
Shane Johnson
March 28, 2013
You will be dearly missed, I always felt comfort knowing you and My Aunt Carol were happy together living life to it's fullest.
Iris Hebert
March 28, 2013
There is so much I will miss about you, a few of the simple things, that are always the best things are talking to you about the old days, maroon pants, and the Honey Island Swimming pool, your tomatoes home grown in your beautiful garden, and most of all your face book posts that made me laugh out loud, and brightened my day. I would call Wendy, to see if she had seen them and then we would laugh together. I will miss you until I go home. I love you and your memories, that I will carry with me.