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Emma Livingston
Cal Squires
July 2nd, 1948 - June 13th, 2020
July 2nd, 1948 - June 13th, 2020
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C. Christian Martinez
Dear Brother Cal was a gentle and quiet giant. He was never one for the spotlight, accolades or recognition for all the acts of kindness, love and service he rendered to so many. He sought to live his life as the Savior would, " going about doing good." He has left an inprint in our hearts and in our Ward Family and Stake. Grateful IAm for great men.
Brian Gugino
How fitting to celebrate Cal's life on his birthday! While a long life is what we all hope for, the fullness of life as Cal demonstrated to us, is far more of an accomplishment and blessing. This is not easily achieved and is a thoughtful and considered effort, most often supporting those he cared for and deeply loved. He showed us his priorities and values by the way he lived, the smile in this photo reminds me of how he viewed this time with us. Remember him with the same smile. He will be missed, XXOO Sylvia and Brian
Emma Livingston

I am sad and heartbroken by the loss of my dad. Thank you all for the kind condolences and sweet memories. I want to share some of my memories and lessons that my dad taught me. My earliest memory of my dad is of his smell of after shave. He would wear it going to work and Sunday church. The fragrance would remind me of my dad in his suit and working many long hours to provide for my mother and brothers. I am grateful for always providing for me. I remember him always dressing his best for Sunday church. I'm grateful for the reverence he taught for the Sabbath day. Dairy Queen's Dilly bars remind me of my dad. Growing up in St. Louis, on Saturdays in the hot humid summers, my dad would lead us in working the yard and garden. We worked long and hard in the hot sticky humidity. My dad would reward us with a trip to DQ and an ice cold creamy Dilly Bar. My dad loved ice cream. This memory taught me that sweet is the reward for working hard. In middle school, I remember my dad would get ready for work listening to St. Louis talk radio which played the Lord's Prayer sung by the Tabernacle Choir every morning. I sensed it was important to him and hearing that song reminds me of him. He seemed to pause when it played and its words ring true. Matthew 6:9-13 (King James Version) Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen. My dad loved the scriptures. Over the years I would "catch" him reading the scriptures. When my own family would visit his home, or vice versa, I would see him slip away to a quiet corner of a room or up early reading the scriptures. This memory taught me to love the scriptures and to make it a priority. My dad could fix problems or repair most anything. Reflecting over the years I think he repaired something in every home I lived. He fixed broken sinks, built a playhouse with a swing set for the grandkids, touched up paint, and repaired flooring. In fact, he fixed my wedding dress when the bridal store ordered the wrong size. The bridal boutique refused to own up to their mistake. He used his mad negotiating skills to convince the seamstress to fix my dress to the correct size. My dad taught me to be a fixer. Jigsaw puzzles remind me of my dad. Once the jigsaw puzzle box was opened, my dad would start a meticulous system of trays for edge pieces and individual colors. All who participated must follow the system. Also, he couldn't stand an unfinished puzzle. Many times I would need a break or was interrupted and would come back to the puzzle which would be 90% completed or entirely completed. I learned to never walk away from a jigsaw puzzle! My dad always wanted to serve a full time mission when he first joined the church around the age of 21. The timing didn't work out for him to serve but I feel he showed his desire to bring others to Christ by serving faithfully in the many church callings he had throughout his life. His example really influenced me to serve a mission myself. My most treasured memory of my dad was him waking me up late the night before my wedding. Surprised, I honestly thought that something bad had happened like the house was on fire or the florist bailed. Actually, my dad wanted to offer words of wisdom and a prayer with me before the big day. It was a very sincere and tender moment for us. I was humbled to see and feel my dad's struggle in giving away his daughter. I'm so grateful for his heartfelt gesture and I loved him for it. I will miss him. I love you, Dad. Emma
Charles Bro
Our friend has returned to be with Our Father and Our Brother. Cal Squires was always teaching, whether by his actions, his words or his love. Cal wanted everyone to learn and grow closer to Our Father in Heaven by hearing the words of his lessons. Cal wanted his friends and students to participate by letting them present the words of his lessons. Cal wanted all to consider the meaning of the principles in the lessons and then to take action consistent with what they were learning. He wanted each person to draw upon their personal reservoir of experience and knowledge to be taught by the Holy Ghost. He always invited others to share what they were feeling and learning. The Squire's home was open each month when they were holding "Empty Nester Family Home Evenings". Inviting friends from Church to come and discuss a message from a General Authority of the Church. Cal labored diligently to draw each guest into the presentation and discussion of the message. He would invite all to share their thoughts, impressions and feelings so that our minds could be edified. Then there was always the refreshments and the time spent together enjoying the feelings of love and faith of the Squires. This past year our daughter and her family were able to attend Church while they were visiting. Her oldest daughter, nine year old Ellarie, was in Cal's class. His lesson was about Abinadi, a great prophet of the Book of Mormon. Ellarie was chosen to be Abinidi, a special honor to represent so great a prophet and his message of repentance. Things were not always easy for Abinadi. The class learned that for all his efforts to change the people, his words were hard for many. Those hardhearted people began to stone Abinadi and drive him out of their city. Cal's students quickly took action making stones out of sheets of paper and throwing them at Abinadi, Ellarie. As we gathered in the foyer Cal came to realize that Ellarie was our granddaughter and quickly apologized for the welcome she had received in his class. Cal's object lesson will long be remembered by Ellarie and hopefully by all of his students in his class that day. Cal was a bold and adventurous family history genealogist. Whenever we would have a moment together he would tell me about his new findings. He would "light up" while talking about his ancestors. Telling me how many generations shared his given name. He was most excited about the stories of his ancestors in colonial America. His searches weren't always easy but his hard work and prayers to be guided would open the path. His was a work of love to bring to Family Tree as many of his ancestors as possible. He wanted all his ancestors to be able to have all of their temple ordinances performed on this side of the veil. So great has been his success on this side of the veil that now with them he will continue his labors, sharing his testimony of Jesus Christ and teaching his ancestors the Lord's plan of happiness. Charles and Dorothy Bro
Kevin Livingston
To the entire Squires Family, I'm so sorry for the loss of your beloved husband and father. I grieve with you and want to share a few of my fondest memories of Cal. I'm the son-in-law as I'm married to Cal's only daughter, Emma. I got to know the Squires family when I was in high school and started dating Emma. So I have known the Squires for approximately 30 years. One time, as we played church basketball recreationally in high school, I remember one teammate, Jeff Witt, asking me, "Are you dating Cal Squires' daughter?" I said yes to which he replied, "I hate that guy!" I knew why he said that because Cal was the referee and he was a stickler for calling fouls especially traveling (he fouled me all the time for which I would argue now that what I was doing is no different than the average NBA player of today's play). It takes a lot of knowledge, courage, and skill to be a referee but was good at it because he was very good at analyzing situations and logic. I also had a lot of knowledge, courage, and skill to date Emma at that time! Eventually I mustered more courage to ask his permission to marry Emma. Why? Because Emma is the most beautiful, smart/witty, sincere, talented and special woman I know. She is my best friend, makes me laugh, understands and loves me and so much more. I wanted to be with her forever and I needed to get through him to be with her. So I was at BYU finishing my 2nd year when Emma had recently gotten home from her mission from the Rochester New York Mission. I called him from my dorm room and I don't remember everything he said but I do recall hearing words like: important, serious, responsibility, children, etc. He was doing his part to explain what I was getting into and all I wanted to hear was his permission so that I can do what I wanted to do - which was to marry my one and only sweetheart. We married in August 1997 and three days later their family literally moved from St. Louis, to Orlando, Fl for Cal's job promotion. That was a very stressful summer to plan a wedding, pack and move to Florida. Thank you Squires family, especially Heather, and as Bruce Strassburg has mentioned previously, that was the most epic wedding for sure. Thank you for that wonderful event and memory. The last 23 years of our married adult life has meant that Cal was now called Papa with the addition of grandchildren. Annette was the first grandchild born and then afterwards, James, Tate and Zoe. We have memories of spending time with Papa and Nana in Florida, the Florida Keys, Disney World, Animal Kingdom, Washington D.C. area and then back at the Siesta Keys beach near their home of Sarasota, Florida. Cal and Heather would always be willing to help us out by getting houses ready to move with minor home repairs and touch ups. Cal was a great example of family genealogy research and inspires all of us to be connected to our ancestors. I personally enjoyed hearing about Cal's conversion story to the church. He had many challenges in his life (losing his father when a teenager to name one) but he was one to educate himself, have a strong work ethic and to provide for his family all while serving in various organizations like church and scouting. He had a testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ and was a faithful member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He provided well for his family and was a very smart and hard working professional. I enjoyed hearing about his career and his design-build construction projects as my career was on the facilities operations side so we could "talk shop". One time he took Emma and I on a site tour of the Kiel Arena in St. Louis where the Blues NHL play and we found ourselves up in the rafters looking down at the construction of the floor and intricate ice making systems for hockey. He was very good at his craft and proud of his work. Cal will be missed for sure, but he has left a wonderful legacy and was a great example to many. I'm sure that there are many people he has helped that we don't even know about. I'm very grateful to him for all the good things he has done for me, Emma, and our family. Cal, may you be at peace now. You fought the good fight. You carried the load well. You endured to the end. I know you are alive and busy on the other side and we will all be together soon enough. Thank you for allowing me to be part of your life and family. With love and sincerity, Kevin Livingston
Dawna Kennedy
We were so sad to hear of Cal's passing and send our love and prayers to the family. Cal showed up on the day before we moved to make sure we were ready. He didn't ask if he could help. Instead, he looked around and saw what needed done and jumped into service. That was not the first time that he had jumped in to serve our family. Cal taught my 9 year old son's Sunday class. My son was saddened to hear of his passing and shared several tender moments that he had during class. Cal was an amazing teacher and loved by our family dearly. Love and prayers to all. Frank and Dawna Kennedy and family
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