I grew up next door to Harry and Janet and they were my parent's best friends.
Harry was the most giving person I ever met. He would help my father at the drop of a hat, helping install a water heater or a drop down attic stairs. We vacationed together in the poconos one year and he would take me golfing as a teenager. I was no good, but Harry was.
Harry was the type of person every parent hoped their child would grow up to be. He could tell a good story and his laughter was infectous!
Our world needs more "Harrys" these days. His loss affects all of us and we share Janet, Diane and Susan's pain. Rest in peace Harry!