August is coming upon us and I think of last August when we lost Warren. Here is the picture of Betty and me and the Nixons at the Capitol. Sometimes I can hardly believe he is gone from us and we have made it almost a year!
No one was funnier than he was. And no one was so predictable--Mr. Candy Man of the Snickers game. He did what was expected--I will always remember his doing his part when we lost Velna--walking to the cemetery, sitting for the visitation, and coming to the dinner at the church. Betty tried to get him to go home after the service but he would have none of that. He said: "People will expect me to be there."
One week later he came to Cape for my festivities and I introduced him to the crowd. He stood and announced that his nickname for me was "Dirty Neck".
He was a force that we were privileged to reckon with.
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