Harold was a person that you had to listen to , he always had a story to tell. I remember as a young man that he and his mother( Mary) didn't always see eye to eye, but I just knew that he loved her very much.And tried very hard to respect her wishes. I liked...

Crunchy on the outside with a soft gooey center-that was Uncle Harold. One of the last times I spoke to Uncle Harold he had just come back from a trip into town to buy wild bird seed. Blizzardlike conditions, and the news warning people to stay in did not...