Lisa Hill-Rape

Uncle Tom was the man. He was set in his ways. From him we learned alot about love and life. He taught the young boys how to be good men. And you never wanted to bet against him in poker because you would definitely lose. I can remember crawling up in his lap as a child and he would give me 5 in the snoz. When he got sick Father Kane would come to the house and we would have mass right there at the kitchen table.

Family, friend, or fan, this family history biography is for you to remember Roy Stratton.

Family, friend, or fan, this family history biography is for you to remember Susan Schoch.

His wife was my babysitter from the time I was just an infant til I was 11 or 12 years old. Daddy Roy(as we called him) taught us alot about responsibility and work ethic. He would pay us to pull all the weeds out of the cracks in the sidewalk and we loved doing it. I can remember this one time, when my mom came to pick me and my brothers up after work, she was taking forever talking to Bert(his wife). I was in the car and somehow managed to put it in reverse although the keys were in my moms hand. Daddy Roy ran out into the street and got behind the car trying to stop it from rolling away with me in it. He risked his life for me.

Bert was my baby sitter from the time I was an infant until I was 11 or 12. She had a big hand in raising me and my brothers. I have many memories of growing up at her house. Her husband taught us work ethic by paying us for pulling weeds and other yard maintenance around their home. My favorite memories were as I got older, when it was naptime, the older kids got to go to the basement and keep playing while the little ones napped. We would make a bunch of paper airplanes and fly them all over the basement. Sounds stupid butt we had a blast. We would ride our bigwheels on the back patio round and round in circles like it was a racetrack. And the candy supply was unlimited.