What can I say about my Uncle Harry? He is an accomplished writer, an avid golfer and just a great all around uncle. He has a sense of humor about him, something I like alot, because he is easy to talk too and he likes my attempt at humor as well.
Harry Forse, my mothers brother, along with my Aunt Arlene raised 2 daughters, and did a fine job with them. My cousins Patti and Nancy, when we were younger, used to push each other in a little pushcar I made on one of my visits back to Indiana in the early 60's. Nancy and I talked about that when she was here for mother's funeral.
Back to Uncle Harry. When his father, my grandfather passed away, he did alot of work to settle the estate, which I am thankful for. I only wished we lived closer to one another so we could visit more often. I enjoy talking to him when I can.
That side of my family gets together for reunions every summer, and this year will be different I am sure. The family has a good time at the beach and I am sure enjoyed by all.
Uncle Harry, Thanks for all you have done and being a part of my family....Just My Thoughts
Monday, May 19, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
"Chuckie" Morehead
There is rarely a father and son so much alike as Chuck and Chuckie Morehead were. Chuckie was the big brother I never had. I grew up with him, even though he was about 4 years older than me. He helped me get a paper route when I wasn't old enough to have one. He agreed to be responsible for the route long enough for the manager to see that even though I wasn't old enough, I could handle the route and the papers were delivered on time and everyone got theirs, with no exceptions.
As we both got older I guess our relationship became closer. I talked with him about things going on in my life and so forth. He gave me a lot of good thoughts to think about and several good ideas as to how to change the way I looked at things. He was a terrific person. He passed away in 2001 and I sure miss our conversations.
He and I were in scouts together. And if you don't know much about the boy scouts it is an organization based on Christian values. That is where a lot of the boys first learned about Christianity. I think it was a good thing..but not all agreed but I guess that is how life is in general. Not everyone agrees with everybody..so that is how life is. We had a lot of fun on camping trips, exploring new places and so forth. Things I will always treasure. Just talking with Chuckie made you feel good because of what he said and how he said it. He seemed to have good advice.
He was a teacher and a very good one too. His "kids" all adored him. He taught with fairness and with complete control of the classroom, and I guess that is because of who he was and the respect the kids had for him. He touched many more lives than just mine...even though he is gone..he left a lot of good behind and he touched alot of young people, leaving a mark not to be forgotten. Just like his father. Two of a kind, made from the same mold, just a few years apart. Just My thoughts
As we both got older I guess our relationship became closer. I talked with him about things going on in my life and so forth. He gave me a lot of good thoughts to think about and several good ideas as to how to change the way I looked at things. He was a terrific person. He passed away in 2001 and I sure miss our conversations.
He and I were in scouts together. And if you don't know much about the boy scouts it is an organization based on Christian values. That is where a lot of the boys first learned about Christianity. I think it was a good thing..but not all agreed but I guess that is how life is in general. Not everyone agrees with everybody..so that is how life is. We had a lot of fun on camping trips, exploring new places and so forth. Things I will always treasure. Just talking with Chuckie made you feel good because of what he said and how he said it. He seemed to have good advice.
He was a teacher and a very good one too. His "kids" all adored him. He taught with fairness and with complete control of the classroom, and I guess that is because of who he was and the respect the kids had for him. He touched many more lives than just mine...even though he is gone..he left a lot of good behind and he touched alot of young people, leaving a mark not to be forgotten. Just like his father. Two of a kind, made from the same mold, just a few years apart. Just My thoughts
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