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Denise Dinsmore posted a condolence
Monday, December 1, 2008
The following is a poem about Uncle Eddie. Unfortunately, the software on this site does not allow for proper poem formatting, but you will get the idea. <br><br>Every family has a character, And in ours it was Uncle Ed. <br><br>From dressing with my dad with them both wearing women’s coats<br>Or taking auntie Gail and my mother flounder fishing in his boat. <br><br>I can see him in the backyard filleting with the neighborhood cats around<br>He’d coat that fish and fry it up; a better dinner could not be found. <br><br>He’d tell you to just to try a piece and tell him what was in it.<br>I would say I just don’t know but he’d make me guess for minutes. <br><br>He would jump out to surprise me with a pinch and then a shout<br>He would dump me in the trashcan, but then he’d take me out. <br><br>He always loved to talk of cars, mustangs, fast and slick <br>He’d say there’s nothing like a “66” ragtop with a stick. <br><br>He would often be in trouble for speaking louder than he should<br>He didn’t know how to whisper, he would have if he could. <br><br>The YMCA is a place to stay, but to Uncle Ed it was a dance,<br>He would hit the floor on that first note, he never missed a chance. <br><br>He used to wear those little hats, a small brim and kind of flat,<br>I never know what to call them, but I call them Uncle Eddie hats. <br><br>These are just some of the memories that make someone so dear,<br>And these are some of the memories that will keep his spirit near. <br><br>Every family has a character, And in ours it was Uncle Ed! <br><br><br>We will always love you and we will miss you! <br>
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Barry Rollins posted a condolence
Monday, December 1, 2008
The following is the eulogy that I gave at my Dad's funeral. I want to thank everyone for their love and support through this tough time.<br><br>Barry<br><br>Where do you start with a guy like my Dad? <br><br>The best way to describe my Dad is that he was a “character.” He was a guy full of life, vigor and energy. He lived his 75 years surrounded by loving family and friends alike, who will forever remember him as a guy who had the ability to make people smile and brighten a room when he walked in.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad was a guy who made friends easily no matter where he was. Whether in Peabody, Florida or even abroad, Dad had an ability to strike up a conversation with people and within minutes seem like they were old buddies. I can remember a few years back, Mom and Dad joined Tracey, Alex and I down the cape at a house that we rent every year. Within the first half hour of arriving, Dad had introduced himself to the neighbor, found out that he was from nearby Danvers and had owned the cobbler store downtown for forty years and that they had many mutual acquaintances. I had been going there for six years and didn’t know the guys name. <br><br>That was Dad. <br><br>Dad was a very giving person and was always helping someone who was less fortunate than himself. He was forever helping someone with a car problem or re-wiring something for someone. He was a self taught man with a knack for mechanical things and liked to use this ability to help others. <br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad was a straight-talker and never beat around the bush. He gave it straight, loud and fast; with an uncanny ability to cut straight to the point on any matter, so that you always understood his opinion. This didn’t always make him the most popular person, but those who understood him knew that his intentions were always the best. <br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad loved to cook and you could often times find him in the kitchen fixing up something. He would always have something to eat if you were hungry, so much so that my house became a favorite hang out for all my friends growing up. They knew that he always had something cooking, like a beef stew or a clam chowder. They also knew that they would never leave my house hungry. Dad was the kind of guy that always made sure that your stomach was full.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad met Mom in 1954 through mutual friends and according to eye witness accounts, was late for their first date. Supposedly there was a big flood. Did I mention he was also a good story teller? I guess Mom forgave him because three years later they were married. And after 51 years of marriage - he lived to see his 3 boys grow and prosper and have families of their own, including seeing seven wonderful grandchildren come into this world.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad was a Peabody guy. He was the third generation to grow up at our home on Berry Street. I often think if you looked Peabody up in the Encyclopedia, you would somehow see a picture of my Dad. He was part of the fabric that made Peabody, such an industrious place. Whether working at Dooley’s Garage, or his career at the Electric Light, or even driving for Evan’s Flowers on Sundays - Dad always seemed to be only a few miles from our home on Berry Street. It surprised many, when he and Mom retired to Florida, but I am so glad he did. The last 15 years in the sun were good for both of them.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad had an incredible memory and could often times pull a name out of thin air only to amaze those around him. I can recall countless times that he could remember names of people that he hadn’t seen for many years. One funny instance that comes to mind was when he was travelling abroad in Greece, he ran into a boy, who noticed that he had on a Peabody shirt. The boy asked him if he had ever heard of a particular family who lived in Peabody, without missing beat my father asked the boy if he was Nick’s son or Sophia’s. Without any more qualification than that, my Dad knew exactly who this boy was. Needless to say the boy was astounded.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad was a practical joker and often times, the life of the party. He was mischievous through in through and loved a good laugh. His jokes were all ones that we heard a million times, yet you still had to chuckle when you heard them. One funny story that we laugh at often was when he went out one Saturday night with Mom to a night club armed with a box of joke “stink” bombs. Well, Dad saw his opportunity and stepped on one only to find that it got stuck to the bottom of his leather sole and had club management scrambling for the ceiling vents. That story is near legend status to him.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad thought he was part Greek. Growing up in a predominantly Greek section of Peabody, we always had close friends with Greek backgrounds and one time Dad decided to accept the hospitality of a close family friend and go to Greece. Dad loved it. The food the culture everything accept the rooster that woke him up every morning at 5:00 in the morning. Did the guy ever find that rooster?<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad wasn’t a perfectionist, but he was very versatile in almost any endeavor. I can remember him pulling engines out of cars, sweating pipes down the cellar, or installing an electrical service in our house. He always seemed like he could do almost everything and often times did. <br><br>That was Dad<br><br>Dad was never a big sports guy, instead he loved cars, motorcycles and almost anything with a motor. My brothers and I grew up on cars in a way that other family’s grew up with baseball or football. Whenever we went to a car show or saw an antique car he would be saying something like ?see ?that was a fifty-one?the fifty-two had different taillights or I had one like that but with a black top. And it would always end with?.Gee, I wished I kept that car. So do we.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>I can remember all our Sunday drives and family trips?Mohawk trail, upstate Maine, Sunday drives to Auntie Betty’s and Uncle Jacks and let us not forget the infamous trip to New York. I mentioned that my Dad was accomplished at many things but patience wasn’t one of them. So when my mother asked him if he took the time to tie the luggage down well on the roof of our 69 Plymouth Belvedere, there might have been a slight pause before he answered. <br><br>Yes, you guessed it - the luggage was scattered all over the Pike. I can still see my mother’s nightgown going down the highway on the antennae of a VW Bug. It’s funny the things that stay with you.<br><br>That was Dad.<br><br>Dad loved to fish and be near to the water - so Dan, Wood and I grew up with a 14 foot aluminum fishing boat and a 25 horse Johnson. Nothing fancy, but certainly enough to learn to appreciate the ocean and understand his love of fishing. He was a master at knowing where the fish were going to be - a skill from spending a lot of time in Beverly harbor and the islands. <br><br>We would always put in from Danversport and couldn’t wait to get to the white ball where you could open it up. Back then, the stretch between the white ball and Kernwood Bridge was the best because it was always calm and the boat would sit high on the water thus making it go really fast. I think he loved it as much as we did. He would let us drive as he sat way up front and wave us to one side or the other. <br><br>That was Dad<br><br>Dad loved his family and they loved him. I knew that Dad wanted to stay around a bit longer to spend more time with us, but also knew that somethings aren’t meant to be. I take comfort in knowing that Dad gave this his best shot and that he no longer has to suffer.<br><br>The past few months haven’t been easy, but I will never forget all the good times - the marathon Old Maid Games between Alex and Grampy, Dad’s willingness to run any errand with me or even Dad lovingly renaming Tracey - Nurse Ratchett. As hard as some of the things we endured, there is truth in the saying that the good things stay with you. <br><br>When we asked Alex if he understood about Grampy, he answered with the clarity only a child could provide?..He said?.It is only fair that Grampy goes to heaven to spend time with Jake. Alex, I couldn’t have said it better myself.<br><br>It is hard to imagine life without Dad. His lively spirit was such a fixture in all our lives that it is incomprehensible that he is gone. I keep telling myself that he really isn’t gone, he will always be part of who I am. <br><br>We love you and will miss you.<br><br>
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Woody Rollins posted a condolence
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
My family and I would like to thank everyone for helping us celebrate Dad’s life. He would have been very pleased that so many of his friends came to pay their respects. We will miss him very much. Below is the eulogy I delivered in honor of Dad. Woody.<br><br>Thank you all for coming today. It is still hard to believe.<br><br>When I was a kid growing up on Berry Street in Peabody, I thought my Dad could fix anything. Cars, trucks, bikes, power equipment, anything in or on the house?you name it, Dad could fix it. Anything. And he did.<br><br>I remember Dad and me driving over to Nana Crooker’s house during a raging Nor’easter to start her car because Nana needed to get to church. For those who knew Nana, this makes perfect sense.<br><br>After successfully completing our mission and with Nana safely on her way to church, we encountered a stranded motorist at the Donovan’s Liquor intersection on Route 1 in Lynnfield. We pulled up behind the hapless motorist who was unsuccessfully trying to start his old Plymouth as traffic was beginning to mount. Quick as a flash, Dad jumps from our car, pops the hood, clenches his fist tightly, and gives the voltage regulator of the old Mopar a solid hit. He tells the bewildered motorist to “crank it over.” Vroom. Wow. Before the grateful motorist could say thank you, we were back in our Chrysler Newport on our way home.<br><br>I remember Dad installing a new sub floor in the Peabody house. It must have been 1970 and I was 8 or 9 years old. He would snap chalk lines on the plywood and have us kids mark the floor in multiples of 6 inches and then drive the nail. I can still hear him say: “Let the hammer do the work,” and “Don’t choke up so high on the hammer.”<br><br>Little did I know then that he was teaching us how to use a tape measure, swing a hammer and perfect our multiplication tables. I still have those skills. Perhaps not as refined as Dad’s, but they’re there. I do the same thing with my kids whenever we take on a project. Thanks Dad.<br><br>Whenever I start a project, I always start by asking myself, “How would Dad do this?” I will always ask that question.<br><br>One of the last projects we did together was installing a dog run when he last visited us in California. The run was about 150’ long and required some nifty engineering to keep it from sagging in the middle. When we hooked Romeo up for the maiden run, he took off like a rocket for the opposing end, only to nearly hang himself because we were a “little off” on the math. Boy, did we laugh. Romeo was OK and with some adjustment, the dog run was fine. How Dad loved that story. Every time he called, Dad would start the conversation with: “How does Romeo like that dog-run?”<br><br>Those who knew Dad well knew he had a big heart. Despite the loud, sometimes curt exterior, Dad would give you the shirt off his back.<br><br>As I look around this room, I think most have sampled Dad’s soup or maybe a stew. It was a staple. Clam chowder, beef stew, chicken soup hamburger vegetable or my all-time favorite, chicken fricassee. He made it not only because I loved it, but he loved saying it: CHICKEN FRICASSEE. It was fun to say.<br><br>When I was going to BC, I would come home on the weekends to work. On Sunday night before heading back, Dad would make a huge bucket of hamburger soup that would provide sustenance to my roommates and me for the week. But I was not the only recipient. Dad’s soups would travel. He was “meals on wheels” before the term was coined. He would deliver soups to the older folks and shut-in’s he knew all over Peabody. He would feed the less-fortunate before it was fashionable. Dad had a sensitivity for the less fortunate. In his own way, he was a scholar of the human condition.<br><br>One day my brother Dan and I were playing in the back yard. We must have been 6 or 7 years old. Mom says from the back window, “Don’t go in the garage, Bunky is in there!” Who is Bunky? Why is he in our garage? Well, Bunky was a guy Dad knew who was down on his luck. In order to get a job, Bunky needed an address. So Dad fixed-up the garage, Dad style, and allowed Bunky to stay there until he could get a place of his own. That was typical Dad.<br><br>I am going to miss my Dad. We would talk for hours about cars and our formula for the perfect car; rear drive, lots of torque, short rear-end gears?it went on and on. I am going to miss those conversations most.<br><br>Rest in Peace Dad. I love you.<br>
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Kurt, Donna and Briana Tenaglia posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Dear Auntie Gail, Danny, Woody and Barry,<br>We just wanted to let you know how beautiful Uncle Eddie's service was and how proud he must be of all of you. It was so nice to hear all of the wonderful and funny things that made him such a great man! I am personally very sad that I never got to have any of his soups! He was always so full of energy and had a big smile everytime we saw him. We are so glad that we have a special memory of him driving me to my wedding and taking us to our reception in the old car he loved! We loved getting to see him at Steven's wedding and glad we got to dance the YMCA one last time. Everytime we hear that song we will smile and think of him having so much fun! Please take care and find strength in each other and let your wonderful times with him fill your broken hearts. You are a beautiful, strong family and together you will find peace. We look forward to seeing you soon, until then know that we are thinking of you and keeping you close to our hearts. We love you all, Kurt, Donna and Briana.
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Brenda Jean Tenaglia posted a condolence
Monday, November 17, 2008
Dear Auntie Gail and Fanily<br><br>Uncle Eddie was one of a kind and anybody who has ever met him never walk away the same. He loved his family and enjoyed his life. Th only sadness is that we are left behind but our memories will live forever and as the pain slowly leaves and is replaced by smiles and laughter of the man he was to all of us. God Bless and keep us until we meet the ones who have gone before us again.<br><br>Love you<br>Brenda Jean
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Lindsay Crooker-Mazariego posted a condolence
Monday, November 17, 2008
I am sorry to hear of Uncle Eddies passing.My deepest sympathy goes out to the Rollins family.
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Warren (Bub) Blake posted a condolence
Monday, November 17, 2008
My deepest condolences to Ed's family. we had lot's of good timaes growing up on Berry St when we were kids. He'll be missed by all.<br><br>Bub
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JIM AND LINDA GUDAITIS posted a condolence
Sunday, November 16, 2008
our thoughts and prayers are with you .Love Jim and Linda
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Fonda & Evelyn Poole posted a condolence
Sunday, November 16, 2008
We have so many treasured memories of Eddie and his friendship. May he rest in peace and may our Heavenly Father with His Wisdom and Love, be a comfort to the Rollins family.
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Jane & Bill DeRome posted a condolence
Sunday, November 16, 2008
My thoughts are with you and your family.
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Your little sister Sandy posted a condolence
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Dear Gail,<br><br>I am so sorry for your loss. Eddie was a good man, a wonderful husband and father. You know our thoughts are with you. We hug you with our thoughts and prayers. Love, Sandy
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Cathy Short posted a condolence
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Dear Gail, and Family. I am so sorry to hear of Eddie's passing. Surely he is in a better place now. You are all in my thoughts and prayers. Love, Cathy
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Jim & Arlene Sanford posted a condolence
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Our thoughts and prayers go out to Gail and the Rollins family, Eddie was a big part of the Embassy Park family. He was always there to lend a helping hand. We will miss him.
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Rick, Dee, & Jean Miton posted a condolence
Saturday, November 15, 2008
God chose to take home a good man. We will miss him very much. He was always one of the highlights when we visited Florida.<br><br>Eddie took such good care of Jean and all the neighborhood. Embassey will not be the same without our dear friend!<br><br>Please know that you are all in our thoughts and prayers.<br><br>Love, Rick, Dee, and Jean
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Christa & David McQuillan posted a condolence
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Barry & Tracy,<br><br>We are so sorry for your loss. You have both been so good to care for your Dad and have him with you these past few weeks. What a gift to have spent that time with both your parents. Our prayers are with you all for what we know is a difficult time.
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George Poole posted a condolence
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Dear Gail, Danny, Woody, Barry and families,<br><br>It is sad to hear of Ed's passing. Ed was such a dear friend of the Pooles and we have many fond memories from MA. It was also nice for my parents to reconnect down in FL.<br><br>No surprise to see how Ed touched so many friends and neighbors. He was so handy and willing to help others. Ed was a good storyteller with a sense of humor and an easy smile. <br><br>May God bless the Rollins family and may you all be comforted. I'm sure Ed's voice and laughter is now heard in our Lord's kingdom where there is no pain nor suffering.
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Dave posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
In tribute and gratitude to an ordinary American hero. He helped keep the ship running for security, the trucks running for commerce, and the power on for the comfort of his community. Dedicated to family and friends. A life well lived. Thank you for the honor of meeting Ed.
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Gay Porter posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
Gail and Family, Eddie was a very special person. My thoughts are with you.
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Morris Porter posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
We are so sorry to hear about Mr. Rollins's passing. He was such a great guy and was so good to our family - it's hard to believe he is gone. We will always remember his kind heart, fantastic sense of humor and keen attention to detail. Please accept our heartfelt condolences on his passing. He will be missed.<br><br>Warmly,<br><br>Morris, Margo, Carolyn and Samantha Porter
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Linda & Bill Stodder posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
Our hearts and prayers are with you Gail, and with the Rollins Family. Eddie was a good man, and he will be missed.
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Judy Parisi posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
I was so saddened to hear of Ed's passing. He was <br>such a great friend of my Dad's, Bob O'Connell, <br>who past away in June 2001. After Dad's passing <br>Ed and Gail watched over my Mom, Lorraine, while <br>she spent her winters in Clearwater, FL. It gave my <br>brother and I great comfort, here in New <br>Hampshire, to know my Mom was safe under their <br>care. Ed, I know in my heart that you and my Dad <br>are together again, friends for eternity. Gail, my <br>deepest sympathy to you, my thoughts and prayers <br>are with you and your family. May God watch over <br>you and give you strength and comfort during this <br>difficult time.
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John and Shirley MacKinnon posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
Shirley and I were so sorry to hear of Eddies passing. He was a good guy. As young boys we did a lot together as friends. Eddies mon and dad would take us to the Willows for chop suey buns or to Chandlers for ice cream most Fridays. Eddie went to P.E.I. Canada with my parents and I one summer and we had a great time. <br>I was privileged to have been in Eddie and Gails wedding party. As Eddie would say "GOOD ONE" <br>God bless Eddie and his family. Sincerely John and Shirley MacKinnon
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Betty & John Kearney posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
Dear Gail and family,<br>We are so sorry to hear of Ed's passing. He was such a <br>funny guy. We know it is difficult to bear the loss of a <br>loved one. May it help you to know our thoughts and <br>prayers are with you all. Hopefully the special <br>memories you have of Ed will be a comfort to you.<br>Love, Betty & John Kearney
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Mike Lozeau posted a condolence
Friday, November 14, 2008
Mrs. Rollins, I was so sad to hear from Woody of Mr. Rollins’ passing. As someone who spent many hours of my teenage years hanging out at the Rollins’ kitchen table, I will always have fond memories of Mr. Rollins’ energy, passionate opinions, and excited commentary. His resourcefulness and intelligence live on in Woody, Danny, Barry and their kids. My thoughts are with you and the rest of the family. Mike Lozeau
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gordon friburg jr posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
uncle ed was a great man very funny uncle and a awsome friend to talk to even though i lost communication with him for a few years i always remembered him as my favorite uncle that worked on the wiring in my house when i was little he will be sadly missed one time he came over and played a trick on my dad gordon sr and i forget what he did but i never forgot the lagh uncle ed did we laghed for a long time but sadly the laghter has gone into tears but we must move on and know that someday we will all be with him again i love you uncle ed and will never forget you gordon friburg jr
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Alex Rollins posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Ed Rollins was a great man. He always tricked me. I will always miss him for ever. I love him very much.<br>His Grandson.
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Joey Rollins posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Grampy was a loving person to the whole family. He was always funny about everything. He was joyful and had a great attitude. The part that I liked was that he was there for me when I needed him. I loved him very much and we will miss him dearly. Love Joey
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Tom Paras posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
I am sorry to hear of the passing of Ed. I remember him well from his many years of service at the Peabody Municipal Light Plant. I am sure he will be missed dearly by his family and his friends. Ed and his family will be in my prayers this week.
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Loretta Tenaglia posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
My brother in-law Ed was a good man, he enjoyed helping others, he loved his family, he set a high standard for his sons. His mischievous antics were endured by all who knew him. He got such a kick out of pulling a fast one. His family and friends feel his loss,but the wonderful memories of him will live on especially with his sons and grandsons. Thanks Ed for the fond memories I hope to see you one day<br>Loretta
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Patrick posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
He was a very very funny man. He would make us <br>very happy when we needed it. We will always <br>remember him. We love him and cared for him very <br>much.
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Lorraine O"connell posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
<br> Life here in Clearwater will never be the same without you. So many will miss your cheery smile and your good heart. Rest in peace, Eddie.
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Matthew Rollins posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
I loved him so much but it is a good thing he is in a <br>better place now.
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Rachel Rockafellow posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
So sorry to hear of your loss. He was a dear friend of my parents, Nap & Faye Napert, and to many people in the park. Deepest condolences, Rachel Rockafellow
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Faye & Nap Napert posted a condolence
Thursday, November 13, 2008
We met Ed and Gail about 10 years ago when we moved next door to them in Embassy Park. Ed will be missed by everyone, especially us, as he always was so helpful in any repairs we had to do. He had a great sense of humor and like to play tricks on people in the park. Any time Gail didn't know where he was, she would stop to listen for his voice, and she could find him. Gail and her family are in our thoughts and prayers.
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