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Margaret Garrison:
Lois Rebecca Laughlin died on February 19, 2010 at Tucson, AZ at 55 years of age. Her cause of death is listed as: becky was one of my younger sisters. We became estranged after our mother died. While she remained in Tucson, I was offered a position as Children's Director at a church in Sacramento. I tried reaching out to her over the years, but we never really connected. I have so many sweet memories of our family growing up in Tucson AZ. As the oldest in a family of four kids, I was often responsible for helping out with my younger siblings. I will always remember Becky as a happy, go-lucky child. I envied her outgoing personality and her singing and acting talents. I was devastated to hear she had died of cancer. I know she loved Jesus and we will eventually meet again in heaven where all will be forgiven. I love you so much, Becky, and miss you!
Stanley Buzzelle II:
Ralph was my best friend for many years and sadly he passed recently - On our summer vacation before our senior year in high school, Ralph and I went on a cross-country trip, driving from California to Norfolk Virginia where my older sister and her husband were living. We were supposed to be camping for the summer on the property my parents owned in Arizona mountains. We did send some post cards to our parents and headed east across country to visit my sister and my brother-in-law. We obviously couldn't use the gas cards our parents gave to us and decided that we would siphon gas from government vehicles after those offices closed. It was successful enterprise, and we never took gas from anyone except local government vehicles after those offices were closed for the night.
When we got to my sister's house, my brother-in-law called our parents and advised that he and my sister would watch over us and then send us home. We could now use the gas cards because our parents now knew where we were. after a nice visit, we successfully made our way back to Ventura Calif.
Ralph and I were very best friends for many years after our trip, and I miss him a very, very much and I always will.
Jon Wilson:
Nextdoor neighbor - He was a good man I wish I was a better neighbor to his family, and helped him with his yard work .
I found out after his passing he was a WW2 vet I bet he could tell me about life back then
The only thing I can do for him now is to visit his and his wifes grave put an American flag and flowers on there head stone and say a prayer for them and how much I miss there presence as neighbors.
I love them both very much
Jon Phillip Wilson
821 Brower St
F Stover:
What Emily was like - Emily was born at home in Carmichael, CA like her older sister Kira. She liked cats a lot and had a wild imagination. She could be excitable and very playful at times and she had a couple close female friends. Emily liked hiking around Trinidad beach and the redwoods with her sisters. She wanted to own love birds, so she saved up some money and bought two beautiful birds which she cherished. Her last school was Sunny Brae Middle School in Arcata, CA.
James Henderson:
An old photograph - We are sorting family photos. One that I particularly enjoy shows my dad, Paul F. Henderson, Jr., in a suit and bow tie, sitting at a bar with another dashing young man. The back of the photo is enscribed with my dad's name, and the name Walter Nettbaum.
Based on the year, 1946, and my dad's likely age, 22-23, I did some Ancestry searching to locate Walter Nettbaums born around 1922 or 23, and perhaps in or around Chicago. I located several records, some of which seemed to indicate that Walter was wounded while on active duty in the USMC, possibly in the Pacific Theater. Among records I reviewed, a couple listed him within the long categories of Navy Department wounded in action.
My dad enlisted in January 1942 and served in the South Pacific. Maybe they were just two Reservists that bumped into each other in a bar. Or maybe they were on ship together. Or, perhaps, they served on Guadalcanal, American Samoa, or other particular zones. In any event, there is that picture, the information about Walter that I found on Ancestry, and, sadly, Walter's obituary.
Now Walter and Paul are beyond inquiry. But I still like the photograph showing two brothers in arms home again, and hopefully finding the way to make themselves whole again.
Jim
Kristin Hughes:
My Grandpa - My grandfather, Tommy Caldwell, was the most entertaining storyteller. My brother and I grew up listening to tales about my grandfather climbing the “mountain” outside of his window to fight a grizzly bear. Not only did my brother and I get to hear this wildly violent tale, my grandpa would act it out with props and all. My grandpa was never boring. He loved my grandma Koko, and all of us because we were a part of her. I sure miss that old man.
Michael Giaccone:
Grandpa - Oh how I wish I could have spent more time with you. I love going to the racetrack walking The paddock with you learning about horses you started to teach me Italian but I was coming home with curse words and my mother was not too happy LOL. I just really wish I had more time to learn from you. Rest in peace you are still missed and I just visited your grave site and said prayers love you grandpa
Derek Wanner:
Picking Berries!!! Going to the farm in the summer, Florida to visit GAunt Rose, so much delicious food, especially on the holidays oh, and picking berries every chance we get. You tried to make every person you met feel special, no matter what they have done or been through. The kindest smile, given generously, you brightened every day on earth. You still remind me of the good in the world.
Georgia Katsikadakos:
tagged Christos George Katsikadakos in this photo.