Saturday, July 12, 2025
What can I say? I knew Mr. H as far back as my memory goes from when I was a toddler, he was always available with a joke and just to hang out and talk when he was home from travelling, I remember him and grandpa being good friends and the nights we’d all be outside playing pickle and catching lightening bugs in the backyards or across the street, and him pointing out the first bat I’d ever seen before flying around the street light. I remember his stories of growing up and what everything looked like when he was a child. It was great seeing him and Mrs. H at our last family get together. I will always have wonderful memories of this family. When we would visit I’d go over first thing to see them and stay whether their kids were home or not and just catch up. RIP Mr. H and enjoy being with Mrs. H again.