could not ask for a nicer friend and neighbor, always helpful no matter what Lee was very smart he could talk to you about anything and got involved in community activities. Lee could be funny or serious at times, you just never knew if you should laugh or cry laugh always won

Lee,

It was an honor to call you my father-in-law for so many years. You were patient with me and always offered sound advice, but only if I asked for it. You and I had a lot in common between our Navy background and our desire to tell very bad jokes! We have shared many Navy stories over the years and I also learned some very good "Dad" jokes that I will continue to tell for years to come.

You will always be missed. Go have fun with Mike and Lou!!

"Fair winds and following seas" ...

- Jacob

My Uncle Lee always had a smile on his face and a sparkle in his eye whenever
he spoke to me as a child, a teenager, and as an adult. He had a way of turning an ordinary situation into a funny one with his dry wit which made you
have to think about what he had just said and in that pause when you were trying to decide if he was serious or being sarcastic, he would start to smile, which meant he had just sent that joke not just over your head, but through your heart and made that heart laugh along with him. 

 As I have mentioned before, he was the first male in my family to welcome me into my "manhood" years when I hired in at Inland Steel in East Chicago.
Once I took that step, he never treated me or talked to me like a child anymore. He chose to talk to me as a peer, not as a kid. To my Aunt Lou and
Aunt Dolores, I was always, "Billy", but not my Uncle Lee. That always meant
a lot to me and I respected him all the more for his concern for me as I entered adulthood without even a pat on the back from my own father, but I got that pat on the back from my uncle instead.

 At least 5 or 6 times I tried to pry into what he did for a living. He never gave me a lot of details of what or how he did his job, he would always sum-up his job as the "one who tried to keep little old ladies in their homes". My understanding of what he did was that he would coordinate with HUD and the grant monies they had at their fingertips along with other programs designed
to help those who were on fixed incomes and help those who needed help in fixing problems with their homes so they would be able to stay in their homes
and stay out of homeless shelters, nursing homes, or forced to move in with
family members who may not have wanted them to begin with or may not have enough room to accommodate these folks comfortably. He also coordinated with contractors to get the work performed on time and on budget. His efforts to "keep little old ladies in their homes" as he would say really took a lot more coordination skills, time management skills and people skills than we will ever be able to appreciate. But, I'm sure there were many
who could appreciate the work he put in to keep them in their homes. We may never know the number of people he helped along the way. But, God knows and God also knows that when one spends a majority of one's career
helping other people, that is a Life well lived.

 Thank You, Uncle Lee, for a Life well lived. A humble and simple Life mixed
with humor and that unforgettable smile. You are and always will be missed
from our midst, but never forgotten from our memories.

 Your grateful nephew,  Bill Walsh

Lee was one of the nicest people I ever met. He was always capable and smart on how to get things done or solve a problem. The world is a darker place without him.

Rest in Peace Lee.

Our church in Crown Point was like Noah's ark: we had two of every kind. And Lee and Lou Gould were certainly two of a kind! All my memories of both of them are distinct, unique, and usually, very amusing. I remember that Lee told Lou that "I would have told you anything to get you to marry me." I remember collecting angels in the dark with Lee. (We removed 3/4 sized angel altar pieces, that had been lamps, from a church attic. They were quite heavy and could be kind of scary looking). Lee's astute guidance in our church with finances, and business, and real estate, was super valuable, and unreplaceable. Lee's gentle humor made every conversation better. As their pastor, I knew I could count on them to stand with the truth of the Bible, and also to love, and to comfort, and to bless, me and my family. We are all the richer for having known them. We anticipate that Grand Reunion with them and the Lord Jesus yet to come. "Then I heard a voice from heaven. 'Write this,' it said. 'Blessed are the dead who die as believers in the Lord from now on.' 'Yes,' says the Holy Spirit. 'They will rest from their labor. What they have done will not be forgotten.'" - Revelation 14:13

Lee, I first met you when you moved across the street several years ago, we talked about life issues, our pasts. I am retired military, Lee, you a proud Navy veteran. Lee, you and I became good friends. A couple years ago you were having a small birthday dinner with your family, I surprised you with a Navy baseball hat, I'll never forget the look on your face when you saw it. I knew immediatly that I had picked the perfect gift.
Lee, I miss talking with you, I miss seeing you at the mail box, doing yard maintenance, helping each other on projects, fixing this and that, messing around in the garage. I just miss you my friend.
Lee, rest in peace. I Salute You. We will meet agian one day. Cheers.

Did-Dad, I know you are celebrating your birthday with mom, Mike, and all other family and friends who already crossed over. One day I'll go pick dandelions again with you. Love always, your grateful daughter, Jessica.