Gib was the uncle who did things with us kids. I loved when he'd take us to see the Christmas decorations in Norfolk, or taking a hike along the river at TaHaZooka, or climbing the hills at Virges Park. He loved his card games, and was a fierce competitor, but he'd teach you along the way what not to do. I miss his youthful attitude he held until the day God called him home. Luv U Gib.

Uncle Gib was a kid at heart. He was always the one who took all of us cousins on little adventures-hill climbing, sledding, walks along the river. His energy never ceased to amaze me. He had a quiet spirit about him and yet a zest for life. I loved him and I miss him. I thank him for all the good memories.

Uncle Gib,
I thank you for your humor you were always so funny and jovial.
I thank you for teaching me how to play pitch. I miss you and Aunt Betty.
Love always
Patrick

My dad taught me many lessons in life that helped me be successful, happy, and a loving person. He took me to work with him when he was selling cookies. That experience along with helping him with chores around the house taught me the joy of working collaboratively. I dedicated a book that I wrote to him, my first mentor in the business world. I wouldn't be where I am today without him.