Mr. Donald Neblock

Donald L. Neblock, 86, of Exton, PA, previously of Whitehouse Station, NJ, and Knoxville, IL, passed away peacefully on Christmas morning, December 25, 2016 at home in his bed at Sunrise Senior Living in Exton. Born in Normal, IL on February 6, 1930, he was the son and only child of the late Leon and Leona Neblock. A veteran of the US Army, Don proudly served his country in active duty between 1948 and 1954, including his service as an "Atomic Veteran" at Eniwetok Atoll in the Pacific in 1952. He graduated from Knoxville High School in Knoxville, IL. Upon leaving the Army, Don worked for GrayMat for Music, a record store in Morristown, NJ and later went on to become the manager of the second GrayMat store in Bridgewater, NJ, where he worked until the business closed in the mid 1980's. Following the closing of GrayMat, Don worked for Epstein Department Stores until retirement in the mid 1990's. Following retirement, Don spent his time enjoying his family and working part-time for Bishop's Supermarket in Whitehouse Station, NJ. He was a passionate patriot and staunch supporter of service men and women in all branches of the US armed forces. Don was a prolific amateur poet, reflecting on family, country, military service and the healing power of memories in hundreds of unpublished poems. Don leaves his beloved wife of 65 years, Elizabeth (Betty) Donaldson Neblock, his son Donald S. Neblock, daughter-in-law MaryAnn Gramiccioni Neblock and grandchildren Emily S. Neblock and Jeffrey P. Neblock. In lieu of a funeral service, a family memorial will be planned for a future date. Donations to honor the memory of Donald L. Neblock may be submitted to the USO online, by calling 1-800-876-7469, or by mail with a check or money order made payable to "USO" to: USO Department WS, PO Box 96860 Washington, DC 20090-6860.



High on a Mountain Top

by Donald L. Neblock (1930-2016)



High upon a mountain top

One can view an awful lot

You look down and suddenly found

Views never seen, on flat level ground

The hills and valleys and beautiful streams

As usually seen, in our loveliest dreams

White puffy clouds, much closer to Earth

Scenes like these, in gold they're worth

Along the ridge, one can walk

If so inclined, with God can talk

You are free, as free as a bird

From far away, your echo's heard

If you whistle, talk, yell, clap your hands

They return - to where you stand

Often one finds a path or two

Holding new adventure for only you

Behold, layers and layers, of various rock

All produced from times forgot

Back when Earth had its beginning

These glorious sights, your memory's winning

For at this moment, time stands still

Forget this moment? No - you never will

Sure, a dreamer, I may certainly be

For sights like these, I will never see

Imagination's now working overtime

For all I've written in these lines that rhyme

I may have witnessed, once - from a plane

Did I take mental pictures, frame by frame

All this beauty from a single flight

Illuminated by dawn's first golden light

Was this real, or perhaps a dream

Of a lovely view, I've never really seen

One thing for sure, it all fits in

My path of life, which I would do again

One can take a trip, or hike for free

As I hope you did, just now with me

Imagination, never let it stop

Live through valleys, reach every mountain top

One thing for sure, hope you enjoyed with me

What you dream, is so easy to see

And all you dream, hard as it may seem

On Memory Lane, you reach every dream