Wednesday, April 24, 2019
Gary and I grew up together, neighbors across the street from each other. Things that happened on Wallace St. should probably stay on Wallace St. But we always had fun. In high school Gary drove him and I to Divers Ed every day - and we stopped at Elk's Bakery every day for a doughnut. As adults, we played many games of cards - we won some - we lost some…again, always having a so much fun. The last time I saw him, I hugged and told him he looked great. It is those dimples that will never be forgotten...something he gave to his son. I tell Gary III all the time how much he looks like his dad. Ahhh....how proud of you he must have been. To the entire family – I am so sorry for your loss. Too young, too soon.
