Harold
Well, your birthday is coming up. You would have been just 79 years old. Just in case there is a window of there in heaven and you can look down here, I want you to know that I’ve missed you. So have all your sisters.
You never wasted a word in your life. When we got old, we used to exchange a lot of e-mails. I once got one from you that had only one word. But it served the purpose well. You were shy, I guess. That runs in the family.
Uncle Walter called you “Old Sock.” And Uncle Paul tried to show you how to be a man. You tagged after him a lot. I think he taught you how to drive a car.
Save a place for us.
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Although I was about 8 years younger that Harold I can recall him when he was in his early teens. Usually some of the older boys were playing ball on the Marion School ground. My Dad always called him "Barnsie." He was always a happy go lucky guy.
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