Just learned of Lyn's death and have good memories as a fellow resident at Cogir/Sonoma.  We were on the Council together and shared many pleasant meals and conversations. He was a sweet and gentle soul.  To the family-may he live within the rhythms of your breath. 

I was so lucky to grow up in the Bay Area with Uncle Lynn nearby.  I think of his charm, humor, and enjoyment of family gatherings. I made two cross-country road trips to Monmouth with his family and during the second one when I was in high school we had many wonderful discussions. I never forgot he told me he was very content with his life and I think he always felt that way.  I shall miss my walks and visits with him in Sonoma and am grateful to have had an uncle like him.

Although the time I spent caring  for Lynn was short, the memories of this special, loving, humorous gentleman will be long lasting.  It was a privilege to be a part of his life.  Love Vilma

Of all Lynn’s admirable talents and accomplishments the one I am most grateful for is his gift of Brian to Liz and the rest of the Horan family.  

As an ancillary member of the Jenks family (I am Liz Jenks' goddaughter), I was privileged to know Lynn as a doting grandfather, husband, father and father-in-law. I lived on the property Lynn and Marg shared with Liz, Brian and Sophie, as a young woman in my twenties with very little direction in my life at the time. Lynn exuded a measured calm, an intrinsic kindness that was just so nice to be around. He and I shared a love for good literature, and I will always think fondly of our nightly dinnertime conversations. 

Lynn will be so missed. His love for his family continues to radiate--it is palpable.  

I have fond memories of Uncle Lynn, he being the youngest child and I being his oldest nephew and grandchild of Clifford & Ruth Jenks.  I remember many Sundays after church, we would stop at Grandpa and Grandma Jenks house.  At that time Uncle Lynn (and Uncle Russell) was single.  We would spend many hour playing catch and other games in their large front yard - that his until a car was coming then we would have to drop our gloves, balls and whatever else we had so it would not look like we were playing on Sunday.   I remember Uncle Lynn attending Monmouth College and seeing him riding on a homecoming float - I think it was the royalty float.  After that we only saw Uncle Lynn  and his family when they traveled back to Illinois.  I always enjoyed his Christmas Cards with note or letter keeping us up on the California family.  It is sad to realize that our family has lost the last of our previous generation now that he has passed.  My thoughts are with Briam, Liz and their family for their loss.  May You Rest in Peace Uncle Lynn.

Family.

I’ll always remember my Uncle Lynn as a caring, funny, intelligent, patient and kind presence in my life. He knew how to truly listen, which is rare.  I often stayed with “The Fairfax Jenks Family” as a child and he took Alison and me on many Special excursion's that made me feel so special. The first time I went horseback riding I was scared, but Uncle Lynn told me he knew I could ride a horse, so I did. I loved to listen to his voice as he settled in his chair, tamp his pipe and began telling a good story. He was my Dads youngest brother and they both had a quiet measured presence that was familiar, calming and spelled Family to me.