Wednesday, December 23, 2015
I will never forget Chet while he lived next door to my grandparents. As a young teen, I rode in the car with him one Sunday evening, and was so impressed when he put in $.50 worth of gas and it got us wherever we wanted to go.
He was friendly, though a bit shy at times, but always ready to help when needed. I didn't see him much in the last few years since his marriage, but that doesn't mean I didn't keep up with him.
I will miss you, Chet, as will so many others of your relatives and friends, I am sure.
