Regrettably, it has been many years since I've seen or spoken to Uncle Howard. However, I have clear and fond memories of him. I remember him as an easy going, soft spoken, intelligent conversationalist with a witty and dry sense of humor. On several occasions, I attended High School football games with my father and Uncle Howard. I was visiting from New Orleans...or, perhaps the Air Force Academy...over 40 years ago. Those events came with pre-game predictions, in-game commentary, and post-game Lamentations. The two of them "played off of each other" and were hilarious. As those evenings wore down, Uncle Howard reverted to his pensive quiet nature...and Harry Sr. "withdrew"...as he was apt to do. Another vivid memory that I have of Howard occurred during a visit I had just after graduating from High School...the summer of 1966 (I was 17 at the time). Uncle Howard and I played Chess many times during that visit. I think I may have won one of those matches; but, if I did, it was probably because he let me win. As we were playing Chess, I told him that I was scared of going to college; I was afraid that I would fail. I had done well in High School, but I didn't have anyone I could talk to about college. My mother hadn't gone to college, and my Dad didn't readily engage in such things. Howard, however, spent "quality" time with me listening to my concerns. He, then, told me what to expect and how to approach the challenges. In short, he showed concern for me, he encouraged me, and he expressed confidence in me. For me, Uncle Howard said the right things at the right time. I have remembered those moments with Uncle Howard for all of my adult life. I trust that there were many other similar moments in Uncle Howard's life. I consider myself very fortunate to have known Uncle Howard. May we all find the comfort we need in reflecting on our memories of Howard and his positive effect on each of our lives. I offer my condolences, prayers, and best wishes to Howard's family and friends. He will be missed.