August 30, 1945 ~ November 14, 2020
Glen Alan Longhorn, 75, of Hawarden, Iowa passed away Saturday November 14, 2020 in Sioux Center, Iowa. Funeral services will be at 10:30 am Saturday, November 21, 2020 at Granite Church/ Hawarden Community Center. Visitation will be 5-7pm Friday, November 20, 2020 at Granite Church/ Hawarden Community Center. Masks will be required. Glen Alan Longhorn was born August 30, 1945 in New Hampton, Iowa. He passed away November 14, 2020 at Sioux Center, Iowa. Reaching the age of 75 years, 2 months and 16 days. Glen was a town kid until the ripe age of five, when due to issues with the kittens and the neighbors flower bed, the family move 10 miles north of New Hampton which become the family farm. Growing up being a typical farm boy, he learned early on the dedication of life in the country. They milked cows, raised hogs, sheep, and chickens. There was always a guard dog and a mess of cats. Being raised on a farm in Chickasaw County, meant the never ending picking of “rocks”, thus creating rock piles throughout the crop land. James and Mabel (his amazing parents) instilled work ethics that are no longer found today. He was proud to be a 1959 8th grade graduate of Jacksonville #4 country school, in a class of two, him and his lifelong buddy; Richie Schuchhardt enjoyed several class reunions a year! 4H, the Methodist Church, parents club (with all the neighborhood kids), rock picking (always a part of the conversation), trips to Nashua to the grandparents, surviving the deadly blizzards, chores, and the love of the farm occupied the growing years. He would gladly share his 8th birthday story and how he had a pony and so wanted a saddle. Instead his parents gave him a little sister, devastating to a cowboy. He would have to wait until his 11th birthday for that much needed saddle and by then he had outgrown that pony! He was a proud Chickasaw graduating from New Hampton High School as the Class of 1963. Three days after his 18th birthday, he enlisted in the US Army; proudly serving his country for the next three years. Stationed primarily at the Pentagon, he made lasting relationships with more than one 4 star general. Along the line he completed ambulance training and spent too much time at Washington National airport transporting the victims of the Vietnam War to Walter Reed Hospital. He rarely spoke of this until the last few years. With farming in his blood and using his GI bill, he attended Iowa State College for what was then known as the Winter Farm Opt program. (Proud of grandson Lance for attending his Alma mater). His Great Great Grandfather Henry S Wait was a member of the Abenaki tribe, Glen was extremely proud of his Indian heritage. Always thought they should have been a tribe that received casino money!! He would boost of how he was a member of the Sacred Circle that is a true story, he was extremely generous to the Indian tribe in Chamberlain, SD. Glen had joined the Baptist Church in Bowie, Maryland while in the service. It was at the Baptist Church in New Hampton, Iowa that he met Nancy Uglum. The two were married January 30, 1968 in the same church they met at. Scott, Shelly, David and Amy completed their family. An entrepreneur of many talents, the marriage share of the “road”. Sharing his talents and strong work ethics he worked at the local elevator, combined for others, milked and showed Jersey’s, was a herdsman, raised Kosher veal calves, designed and built The Cable Table, was a rodeo announcer, and created the Longhorn Youth Rodeo. He kept the family on the “road” with his many adventures. He was a huge supporter and driver (again with the road) of the High School Rodeo cheering on Scott and Shelly during their Rodeo careers. Volleyball found him on the sidelines with Amy on the court, and football season was spent with David on the field. In 1976 with their only Nebraska born Amy being a week old, he started what would become a 30 year career in the field of Bovine Podiatry. Truck tires pounded the “road” as he traveled town to town, county to county, and state to state. Here as many read this and share this, young and old remember the “hoof trimmer” and his countless stories (some true) that he shared with many a child that sat on a hay bale wide eyed as he told of the “lion” (or whatever animal seemed to be in the story) that he keep in the big box on his trailer. He taught many a child silly songs, how to catch a gator, what to do if Rudolph lost his nose, why the sun and moon couldn’t change places, how he started the pony express, why chickens have feathers and cows don’t ( ever trimmed a chicken?) Those youngsters grew and had children of their own, and the next generations learned new stories. In October of 1996, through a crazy incident and a door opened, he met Karen (Hughes) Allen. With a whirlwind courtship (dating was overrated) the two married August 2, 1997 at Trinity Lutheran Church in Hawarden. The first eight years his “trimming” kept his busy and on the “road”. He had gained the title of “stepdad” to Derek and Justina, again the Volley ball court and football field became part of his life. In 2006 with the “crazy” itch, the pair formed 2 CC Trucking. A 2004 Chevy joined “old” black the 1993 Chevy. A trip to Rapid City to purchase a 34 foot trailer, to which they added a milking parlor and air ride floor. The “road” was certainly a part of who he was. Along the way a 2013 Chevy joined the fleet as Karen called it. He created a trucking company that is well known in the cattle business. Lasting friendships were created added to the multiple “trimming” customers. If Glen was there you were in for stories, laughs and perhaps an evening of plain good times. Memories, he built a mountain of them. He vowed to Karen when they met there would never be a dull day. Little did she know! K & G Ventures took them near and far. They enjoyed the Black Hills, a crazy trip to Canada, years of fairs, rodeos, cemeteries, Brown’s Theater, casinos, raising llamas ( with cats of course), decorating, crafting creations, hanging flags for the deceased veterans, countless trips to see all those of friendships formed, trips to his home town, boosting of “road” time of hauling to 46 of the continental US. Pure enjoyment when a haul took them to the grandkids. Their 1997 wedding was planned from the front seat of the ’93 with the trailer loaded behind, and their 20th anniversary renewals from the seat of the 2013 and yes the trailer loaded behind. The pair didn’t know the meaning of the word “NO”, countless and endless generosity was their style. If you ever received a barbwire tree you had made it to the very top of his world. He made one a year and the recipient held a special place in his heart. The pair’s new keepsake was the last name of the recipient if you were blessed to receive one. He boosted being part of the gallon blood donor. His “road” miles took him over the two million. The cell phone invention was meant for him. If you ever got one of his calls of needing to know to answers at the pearly gates (Devin), shear fun aggravation for (Brian & John), his favorite call to “Mother Theresa”, sharing tower time with Scott, and calls to Karen with some of his greatest knowledge. Known affectionately to Karen as CC “Crazy Cowboy” his trademark was indeed his cowboy hat. He could be spotted due to his hat and the crowd of people standing around listening to his stories! His you knew him, knew of him, met him in passing, or when he pulled that 34’ foot trailer into the yard, he was truly a man of pride, trust and confidence. At his 75th birthday party this past Labor Day his daughter Shelly created memories of The Man, The Myth, The Legend. The Man took pride in his family, including those the two had “handpicked”. He never turned his back to someone in need, and would go miles out of his way if he thought he could help. The Myth, born in the wrong century—he shared how he “rode” for the pony express, lived with the Indians, and helped settle the west. (He was quite convincing, if you were under the age of 5). The Legend, truly an icon in the trucking world. Every load was handled with TLC, and treated as his own. Every accommodation was made for the seller, buyer and anyone else involved. 2 CC Trucking will live on with the memories, the friendships and relationships formed. 2020 marked his 39th year as a member of the American Legion, first in Coon Valley, Wisconsin and the past 23 years in Hawarden, Iowa. His last “road” trip returned him home on October 15. He spend from October 16 to November 13 in the hospital suffering from respiratory distress due to the dreaded lung disease called Idiopathic Pulmonary Fibrous. On Friday the 13th abiding by his wishes, Karen brought him home to his recliner, on Saturday November 14, Jesus needed him and called him home. His care has been entrusted to Waterbury Funeral Home in Sioux City, Iowa. Visitation will be Friday November 20 from 5-7 at Granite Church in Hawarden (Hawarden Community Center), the funeral service will be at the same location on Saturday November 21 at 10:30 am. Military Rites by Hawarden Two Oakes Legion will follow the service at Grace Hill Cemetery in Hawarden. His military family, son David, grandson Nick and granddaughter Simoriah will join the Legion honoring a man that proudly served. Glen was proceeded in death by his parents James Boeck Longhorn and Mabel Doris,(Wait)Longhorn, Nancy Longhorn, brothers Gary Longhorn on 3-2-2017 and, Roy Longhorn on 8-24-2018. Their son-in-law Scott Covey. His father-in-law Dick Madock, Karen’s sister Linda Hughes 9-3-2016. Along with some of the best friends a guy could ever have. He is survived by his wife of 23 years, Karen of Hawarden, Iowa. Four children, Scott (Alayna) Longhorn of Pilot Mound, Iowa, Shelly Longhorn (Mike Clousing) of Pewaukee, Wisconsin, David (Theresa) Longhorn of O’Fallon, Illinois, and Amy (Dennis) Hajek of Eyota, Minnesota. His brother Roger (Flo) Longhorn of Breden-am-zee, Belgium, and a sister Janis Longhorn of Kansas City, Missouri. Fifteen grandchildren, Lillie, Lance, Lane,Lydia, Ryan, Allison, Nicholas, Simoriah, Keira, Alexander, Samantha, Olivia, Tim, Dakota and Grace. An Aunt Barb Bigelow of Nashua, Iowa and his mother-in-law LaVerne Hughes Madock of Hawarden. Their goddaughter Noel Reece Fairbanks of Brandon, SD. The redi mades our family by heart: Devin, Melissa, Brady and Dyllian Hawkins of Ireton, Iowa Lance, Brittany, Hazel and Bennett Steuck of Hawarden, Iowa. Scott, Amy, Blake, Brooke, Brody and Brinlee Courtney of Ridgeway, Iowa Jon Selchert, Mindie, Ashlyn, Abigail, and Katelyn Bailey of Hawarden, Iowa Liz Markham, Sidney, Madison and Griffin Wenzlaff of New Hampton, Iowa Terry, Crystal, Katelynn and Danielle Dykstra of Sioux Center, Iowa
Our deepest sympathy to Karen and all of Glen’s family. He was one of a kind Nd will be missed by many. Rest In Peace Glen. Ron and Kris Markham
His larger than life personality will be greatly missed. He was definitely one of a kind. You have our deepest sympathies. Love Chuck and Debbie
My deepest sympathy go out to your family.He will really be missed by several people and classmates. God bless from your classmate Gloria(Douglas) Parks
Garth and Nancy Griffin, friends, farmers, and neighbors from New Hampton, IA send our deepest sympathy. Long live the Jacksonville Jolly Junior 4-H Club memories. Glen stopped at our farm one day and told us the story of how Warren Griffin (Garth’s dad) used to chop silage for Jim. When the chopping was finished Warren and Jim had a little tractor pull-on the farm. They chained the draw bars together with a long chain and the tires started digging in. They were having fun. Mabel heard the loud rukus outdoors, stormed out, and chewed them both out !!!
My deepest sympathy to all of Glen’s family and close friends. I was one of those children that sat along the “hooftrimmer” out the side door of the old barn and got to hear all of the stories. I was lucky enough to run into him at Expo a few years ago to catch up. This legend will sure be missed by so many of us. In sympathy, Jenni Drinkall Skiba
Our deepest sympathy to the family. Glen was always fun and cared about others. Our memories are from long ago at Jersey shows. Glen kept everything fun and lively (never a dull moment when he was around). He made sure that the kids to little to show in the regular 4-H show had a chance to show in a Pee Wee show (and each received a little trophy that he donated). Rest in peace Glen, you will be missed!