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And he smiled an easy smile and with his eyes half open he said, "I see things, good things coming out, and people too, lots of people and good things coming out of them too." Joseph William Boswell Jr. MSGT USAF (ret) Private Viewing 8AM to 9AM August 31st, 2023 Mission Parks Chapel 3401 Cherry Ridge Dr. San Antonio, TX 78230 Donations can be made in his honor to US veterans organizations Ministries to the blind Joseph William Boswell Jr was born in Atlanta, GA, January 31st, 1938, the first of four children born to Joseph William Boswell Sr. and Mary Holbrook Boswell. He joined the Eternal Service of The Lord Jesus Christ on August 15th, 2023, at age 85, leaving us from San Antonio, TX. Loved ones called him Billy as a boy, Bill, or Joe as a man. All his five kids called him Dad. He is survived by his Godly, loving wife of twenty-four years, Angie Oliva Boswell, who cared for him expertly through his renal failure, extending his pursuit of happiness and life greatly. Angie had been led to help Joe recuperate from injuries for three years, and after that, they were happily married. He is also survived by his siblings, Mary Boswell Cawley, Henry Clay Boswell and Betty Boswell, and by his children Joseph William Boswell III, John Henry Boswell, Captain James Edward Boswell, USN (ret), Rachel Boswell Preston and his children's mother and wife of ten years, Linda Jean Clason and her daughter, who he loved as his own, Geri McCall Tidwell. He is also survived by twenty-one grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren. He is preceded in death by his loving wife of fourteen years, Young Cha, and his parents Joseph William Sr. and Mary Boswell. The Boswell family moved around the country, living in Atl., GA, Macon, GA, Augusta, GA, Danville, VA, Charlottesville, VA, Greenville, SC, Ft Pierce, FL, Neptune Beach, FL, (Where he joined the service), Atlantic Beach, FL, (where he married Linda), Warren, OH, Dixon, IL among others. His life was the Service...he ate, lived, and breathed it. There were long gaps of time between visits home. He loved motorcycles and loved traveling to new and exotic assignments like Rinteln Germany, Pakistan, Misawa Japan, San Vito Di Normani Italy, Clark Philippines, Taipei Taiwan, and South Korea. I'm not sure he made friends easily... just a lone warrior is what he was... always armed for any possible trouble. He spent almost every day at the beach.in the ocean when he was near one. He loved wolf mixed breeds, Great Danes, and Akitas. He loved his dream home on Medina Lake and riding his motorcycles for hours around the scenic and spiritually impactful Lake Hills and outlying Texas country. In his later years, he looked forward to hearing the morning Gospel teaching television ministry. He can't speak to us now with his voice. He speaks to us with his life of 28 years of service to his country and 20 years of service with Raba-Kistner around San Antonio. Joe speaks to us with his physical strength and his strength of will to live and overcome the troubles that come from living because, in this life, we will have troubles. When he entered service to his country in his 19th year, he listed 23 addresses. He was used to moving, and he moved all around the world in The Service. He always called it The Service. He understood what it was; a calling, and he was good at it, so he stayed, and he served. And he persevered. Dad always kept the optimistic outlook of a champion and a conquerer. He would have stayed in the military forever but, when his military service had to end, he found other interesting things to do at Raba. He did not succumb to a ruptured spleen that bled for a week until he had to be helped to the hospital for emergency surgery. He did not perish from blood poisoning, which took kidney function, toes, and fingers. He mourned the loss of his trigger finger but learned to shoot left-handed. He overcame a broken neck, a broken back, two broken tibias, a broken ankle, and a shattered kneecap over the course of his life. He was a warrior. He rode himself to dialysis on a motorcycle as long as he could and rode the Texas hinterlands as much as he could. As we say our goodbyes for now, whether we knew you as Joe, Bill, Billy, or Dad, we are assured that we will see you on the other side, by Jesus' side, touring the hinterlands of God. Until then Dad, Vaya con Dios. https://youtu.be/a6_I_Kzb1HE

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MSgt. Joseph William Boswell Jr., USAF (Ret)

January 31, 1938 - August 15, 2023