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Harry was locally sourcing his food years before chefs in California starting using cilantro and arugula both of which he hated.
As a point of pride, he purported to remember every meal he had eaten in his 80 years of life. He worshipped his older sister Lynn Stamps Garner deceased , a character in her own right, and her daughter Lynda Lightsey of Hattiesburg. He married his main squeeze Ann Moore, a home economics teacher, almost 50 years ago, with whom they had two girls Amanda Lewis of Dallas, and Alison of Starkville.
He taught them to fish, to select a quality hammer, to love nature, and to just be thankful. He took great pride in stocking their tool boxes. He had a life-long love affair with devilled eggs, Lane cakes, boiled peanuts, Vienna [Vi-e-na] sausages on saltines, his homemade canned fig preserves, pork chops, turnip greens, and buttermilk served in martini glasses garnished with cornbread.
He excelled at growing camellias, rebuilding houses after hurricanes, rocking, eradicating mole crickets from his front yard, composting pine needles, living within his means, outsmarting squirrels, never losing a game of competitive sickness, and reading any history book he could get his hands on. He took extreme pride in his two grandchildren Harper Lewis 8 and William Stamps Lewis 6 of Dallas for whom he would crow like a rooster on their phone calls.
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As a former government and sociology professor for Gulf Coast Community College, Harry was thoroughly interested in politics and religion and enjoyed watching politicians act like preachers and preachers act like politicians. He also took pride in his service during the Korean conflict, serving the rank of corporal—just like Napolean, as he would say.
Harry traveled extensively. He always spent the extra money to upgrade to a creek view for his tent. Many years later he purchased a used pop-up camper for his family to travel in style, which spoiled his daughters for life. In reverse order. It is not lost on his family that he died the very day that he would have had to spring his clock forward.
This can only be viewed as his final protest. Harry retired as Dean there and was very proud of his friends and the faculty. He taught thousands and thousands of Mississippians during his life. The family would also like to thank the Gulfport Railroad Center dialysis staff who took great care of him and his caretaker Jameka Stribling.
Finally, the family asks that in honor of Harry that you write your Congressman and ask for the repeal of Day Light Saving Time. Scott E. Entsminger passed away on July 4, The obituary closes by instructing friends and family to wear Cleveland Browns clothing to the service in his honour. Entsminger, 55, of Mansfield, died Thursday, July 4, at his residence.
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He retired from General Motors after 32 years of service. He was an accomplished musician, loved playing the guitar and was a member of the Old Fogies Band. A lifelong Cleveland Browns fan and season ticket holder, he also wrote a song each year and sent it to the Cleveland Browns as well as offering other advice on how to run the team. He respectfully requests six Cleveland Browns pallbearers so the Browns can let him down one last time. Scott was a fun loving, kind and caring man who enjoyed gardening and fishing but his greatest enjoyment was spending time with his family.
In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by a brother-in-law Harry Courtright. Memorial services will be held at 2 p. Friends may call one hour prior to the service, from p. The family also encourages everyone to wear their Cleveland Browns clothing to the service in honor of Scott. The family suggests that something be planted in his memory.
Norma Rae Brewer passed away at 83 years-old while climbing to the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro in Africa. The writer of her obituary jokes that her death could be due to her dog eating her warm boots and socks. She never realized her life goal of reaching the summit, but made it to the base camp. Her daughter, Donna, her dog, Mia, and her cats, came along at the last minute.
There is suspicion that Mrs. Brewer died from hypothermia, after Mia ate Mrs. She was the youngest daughter of W. Raymond Flicker and Gertrude Hope Flicker, both deceased. Norma was a graduate of Marymount College, Tarrytown, NY, in , where she was president of her class for four years. Mrs Brewer grew up in Fairfield and moved from Old Saybrook, CT and many other cities across the country to return here. She is survived by her children, Raymond E. She is also survived by her sister, Edna Flicker Isacs. Anthony of Padua Church, Fairfield.
Interment will be at the convenience of the family. Affectionately known as Big Al by his family and many friends, he was a plumber by trade, a tremendous gardener and avid hunter. He also enjoyed fishing and proudly displayed the stuffed barracuda he caught back in , much to the dismay of his wife, Agnes Bargo Brownley, to whom he was married to for 24 years. He despised canned cranberry sauce, wearing shorts, cigarette butts in his driveway, oatmeal, loud-mouth know-it-alls, Tabasco sauce, reality TV shows, and anything to do with the Kardashians.
But Big Al had many loves, too. He loved his wife, Agnes Bargo Brownley, who preceded him in death in He also dearly loved his children and grandchildren. Famously opinionated and short-tempered, Big Al handed these qualities down to his daughter, Jill Ann Brownley of Phoenix, Arizona, a sharp-tongued character in her own right. He took extreme pride in his two adorable grandchildren Derek Brownley 5 and Alexis Brownley 3 , who affectionately called him Grandpa Al.
Big Al was world-renowned for his lack of patience, not holding back his opinion, and a knack for telling it like it is. He was highly proficient at cursing. He liked four-letter words just about as much as four-wheel drive pick-up trucks. He was generous to a fault, a pussy cat at heart, and yet he sugar-coated absolutely nothing.
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His fondness of spaghetti Westerns was only surpassed by his love of bacon, beer and butter pecan ice cream. He fondly reminisced about good friends, good drinks and good times at the Tri-Valley Sportsmens Club in Burgettstown. He was a long-time member of the Elks Club in McKees Rocks where he frequently bartended and generously donated his tips to charity. He enjoyed outlaw country music: Waylon, Willie, Hank, Johnny.
Big Al had strong beliefs in which he never waivered: dog shit makes the best garden fertilizer; Heinz ketchup does not belong on a hotdog; and PennDOT should be embarrassed of the never-ending construction, detours and potholes on Route While a necessity in his youth growing up during the Depression, this passion for being self-sufficient was carried throughout his whole life. The biggest challenge was actually finding the butter in his refrigerator with 13 containers of leftovers that all looked the same.
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He had a great fondness for sardines on crackers, stuffed cabbage which he lovingly called hunky hand grenades , making turtle soup, and eating BLTs. And his famous holiday eggnog had enough whiskey to grow hair on your chest. Also known as the Squirrel Whisperer, he communicated with the local red-tailed squirrels and fed them peanuts out of his hand. His mantra of a girl in every port often led to a fight in every port.
What he lacked in stature, he compensated with an over-abundance of charisma, charm and feistiness. Big Al took fashion advice from no one. With his trademark white, v-neck t-shirts and strategically coiffed comb-over, his comfort far outweighed any interest in the latest fashion trends. He was well-stocked with white shoe polish to keep his tennis shoes looking pristine for prime rib dinners at Longhorn Steakhouse.
On December 29, the day before his 81st birthday-he had a stroke that was a turning point in the decline of his health. His devout feistiness and stubbornness had served him well throughout his life. And even in his waning months, he was a model of strong will and sheer determination right up until the end of his journey here on earth.
He will be greatly missed and fondly remembered by many friends, neighbors, nieces, nephews, and bun heads. Tremendous heartfelt thanks go to Stacey Schaeffer and Barb Casey, truly compassionate and exceptional hospice nurses at ViaQuest Hospice, as well as Laniece Butler, who provided much more than just comfort for Big Al, but also provided a sense of humor, peace and tranquility during his transition from this life into the next.
Visitation p. Thursday, and p. Consider Mary Agnes Mullaney. Some of her advice was hilarious! We were blessed to learn many valuable lessons from Pink during her 85 years, among them: Never throw away old pantyhose. Use the old ones to tie gutters, child-proof cabinets, tie toilet flappers, or hang Christmas ornaments. Also: If a possum takes up residence in your shed, grab a barbecue brush to coax him out.
Go to church with a chicken sandwich in your purse. Cry at the consecration, every time. Give the chicken sandwich to your homeless friend after mass. Go to a nursing home and kiss everyone. Invite new friends to Thanksgiving dinner. Put picky-eating children in the box at the bottom of the laundry chute, tell them they are hungry lions in a cage, and feed them veggies through the slats. Offer rides to people carrying a big load or caught in the rain or summer heat.
Help anyone struggling to get their kids into a car or shopping cart or across a parking lot. Give to every charity that asks.