It's hard to think of any particular story involving Reggie because there have been so many moments that stand out. Can one write of true inspiration from another's actions - or explain the impact and life altering events that one has eloquent enough to be understood? Reggie was a true friend. But saying that feels so trivial and trite when one remembers a life that was inspirational. I don't know what happened in Reggie's past that made him such a good man, one that loved his family with such ferocity that I could feel it. His wisdom in life emanated from him. His patience was astounding. I admired Reggie for who he was. I loved him for the friendship he offered and counsel he gave. I called him brother often, but he rarely returned the sentiment. He told me one evening as we were making rounds through the plant that he thought of that, and he felt it, but those were just words and they didn't seem to define the sentiment he felt. But he was my friend and brother and he wanted me to know that. He would smile as we jibed each other. Reggie will never be gone from us. He lives in his children and the memories he offered for us to cherish. He lives in Mary's heart. I can only speak for myself, but I know many others who feel the same: Reggie enhanced all of our lives; he made us better. That is not gone. That is something that can never be pulled or taken from us. Thank you Reggie for the love and friendship you gave this world. You are missed, my friend.