Eulogy, Charles Kemp
(10-minute reading, so relax)
Born August 30, 1944, in Tyler, Texas. Died ______________ in Berkeley, California. His greatest achievement in life was overcoming the karma of a difficult childhood and becoming a decent man, husband, and father.
He dropped out of high school in his senior year and spent a year and a half as a “climbing bum,” rock-climbing and hitch-hiking around Colorado and Wyoming, and working as a short-order and dinner cook. After returning to Dallas he completed high school, then returned west to climb. He started college but dropped out and joined the Marines in 1965.
After eight months of training, he was sent to Vietnam as an infantryman in the 26th Marine Regiment Special Landing Force. He saw heavy combat throughout his 13-month tour of duty near the DMZ but was only slightly wounded. He was proud to have fought in both the 26th Marines and 9th Marines in Operation Deckhouse (IV and V), Operation Prairie, the Hill Fights, Con Thien, Dodge City, and other engagements. Decorations included the Purple Heart, Combat Action Ribbon, Presidential Unit Citation, Navy Unit Commendation, and others. He learned that life is a gift. His entire life he was grateful to be alive.
He returned home in 1967 and attended college for a few semesters, but much of 1967-1972 was spent integrating the experience of the war with civilian life. He married his high school sweetheart, Leslie, in 1969. They had met outside the cafeteria at Thomas Jefferson High School when they were 16 – it was love at first sight and it endured. They were married 45 years. His healing came through Leslie, LSD, and the personal strengths he carried within. In 1972, he returned to school and graduated magna cum laude in 1975 from Baylor University School of Nursing. After working in community health for several years he entered graduate school in 1977 at the University of Texas at Austin, earning a master’s degree in psychiatric nursing.
In 1978, he founded the first hospice in Texas, the Visiting Nurse Association Home Hospice, serving as its director and hospice clinical specialist. Under his leadership the VNA Home Hospice had the largest daily census in the US and became a National Hospice Demonstration Project. He worked with people at the end of life for most of the rest of his life.
He taught at Texas Woman’s University and Baylor University, where he led courses in end-of-life care, psychiatric nursing, and community health nursing. Under his guidance in clinical settings, students took on expanded service-learning roles in planning and delivering health services in underserved refugee communities. In 2000, he completed the family nurse practitioner program at Baylor. He worked as an FNP at the Agape Clinic serving mainly immigrants and refugees for the rest of his career.
Hospice care, refugee health, community health, and primary care were the primary focuses of his career. Most of his professional work centered on building and sustaining collective efforts involving multiple individuals and entities. Throughout his life he was committed to doing and teaching compassion. He authored three books, over 70 articles in professional journals, and numerous papers.
In addition to hospice work, he had sole or primary responsibility for planning, implementing, and/or securing funding for the below.
- District health services through Baylor School of Nursing and community agencies serving refugees
- Expansion of the Agape Clinic
- Vietnam Veterans Resource Center (later part of the VA VSO service)
- The East Dallas Health Coalition, a community-oriented primary care clinic now open seven days a week with multiple adult and pediatric services
These and other services benefitted thousands of people. Most are still in operation today.
In addition to his Marine Corps decorations, awards included inclusion in the Great 150 Baylor graduates over the 150 years of Baylor’s history, Fellow of the American Academy Nursing (national), the Abner V. McCall Humanitarian Award (Baylor University), Faculty Award for Excellence from Elsevier Science (national award), Outstanding University Scholar at Baylor, Outstanding University Lecturer at Baylor, Margaret Stein Award for Outstanding Service in Community Health (national), Presidential Citation Vietnam Veterans of America (national), Outstanding Volunteer from Dallas Volunteer Center/ARCO, J.C. Penney Golden Rule Award, and other awards from the Dallas Police, DFW Vietnamese Community, DISD, State of Texas, Presbyterian Church, and others.
He was a serious baker, gardener, and rosarian. He was a backpacker with numerous treks in Wyoming and Colorado, culminating in a 10-day trip deep in the Wind River Wilderness to celebrate his 65th birthday. In his 60s, he reconnected with his hippie roots through involvement in the psychedelic trance scene. He (re)learned to dance in these underground forest parties and led workshops on the end of life and psychedelic therapy at gatherings in Texas, Colorado, and New Mexico.
He and Leslie adopted their son, David, at birth, and took great joy in “our little family.” David was a good and faithful son to Leslie and Charles. Charles and Leslie worked closely together in the Cambodian refugee community and at the Agape Clinic. From the time David was a baby riding on Charles’ shoulders to now David has been involved in these efforts to serve the poor and for justice. They found happiness in their simple family life, their home, and in working and traveling together. Leslie died in 2015, and Charles cared for her during her final months. They had been married for 45 years.
Written in the beautiful city of Hue in Central Vietnam in 2012: We went to the Thien Mu Pagoda, 45 minutes up the perfume river from Hue. This where the monk Thich Quang Duc lived before he went to Saigon in 1966 to immolate himself in protest against the VN government and the war. The pagoda and grounds were quietly beautiful – understated and mossy with just a few people around and a view from the grounds across the wide river, past the plains, to these mist-covered mountains where we fought and bled, where so many from every side fought and bled and died, aching for life – me for a beautiful dark-haired girl whose photo was so washed out from the constant slogging through rain and padi water that only the shadow of her left eye was left and now, 45 years later, looking across the room from where I write she’s sitting on the bed, the love of my life, beautiful, her hair white now and here we are in Hue and I look out through the glass-paned doors through the mist toward palm trees and mossy buildings.
In 2021, after living together for five years, he married the artist Jean Cacicedo. Together they enjoyed an “endless summer” (that lasted more than two years), the magic of Berkeley, countless intimate days, and the fullest life imaginable. They traveled all over California, Colorado, Montana, and Wyoming, and in Asia and Europe. They prepared numerous meals together, endured health challenges, got through the pandemic together, and they lived happily ever after in Paradise (Berkeley).
He was fulfilled in every respect.
He is survived by his son, David Kemp; his wife, Jean Cacicedo; and his brother, John Kemp.
