Although Larry grew up in wartime, served in the Army himself, and played football and skydived as hobbies, he was deep down a sweet and gentle soul. He never liked to be the center of attention. He loved his family, he loved history, and he truly cared about people who were having a hard time or who suffered losses. He was curious about events of the past, and remembered things that happened when he was just a small boy.
During his time in the Army, he served as a peacekeeper. He was there when Martin Luther King made his "I Have a Dream" speech. Although he was aware that he was a part of a very important moment in history, when he came home on his next leave, he only apologized for missing his uncle's funeral.
Larry loved animals, and he always had pets. He had a rather evil goose named Dock and a whole series of dogs and cats, right down to his last cat Carl, who was actually a female. Larry raised rabbits and later budgies. He fed wild birds and everyone enjoyed his tree full of bird feeders.
He loved gardening, and always had fresh cut flowers to share with others.
A skilled machinist like his father, he worked well into his sixties until his health failed.
Larry loved old cemeteries, and he thought that Find A Grave was a great idea. He was of the Baptist faith, and did not view death as the end of existence.
He suffered from progressive supranuclear palsy (PSP), a rare degenerative neurological disorder. For the last two years of his life, he had to live in a nursing home because he could not walk or take care of his physical needs. He could watch TV or use a computer for a limited length of time, which was about the only recreation he had except for church services and what the nursing home could provide.
There was really no sign that Larry's life was at its end, though his condition was terminal. An hour or so before he died, the nurse on duty found him rummaging through his bedside table (probably looking for chocolate, which he loved even though he could no longer swallow anything but thick liquids {and melted chocolate!]) and he seemed to be fine. When she returned an hour later, he was gone. He had died in his sleep. Quietly and gently, as he had lived.
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During his time in the Army, he served as a peacekeeper. He was there when Martin Luther King made his "I Have a Dream" speech. Although he was aware that he was a part of a very important moment in history, when he came home on his next leave, he only apologized for missing his uncle's funeral.
Larry loved animals, and he always had pets. He had a rather evil goose named Dock and a whole series of dogs and cats, right down to his last cat Carl, who was actually a female. Larry raised rabbits and later budgies. He fed wild birds and everyone enjoyed his tree full of bird feeders.
He loved gardening, and always had fresh cut flowers to share with others.
A skilled machinist like his father, he worked well into his sixties until his health failed.
Larry loved old cemeteries, and he thought that Find A Grave was a great idea. He was of the Baptist faith, and did not view death as the end of existence.
He suffered from progressive supranuclear palsy (PSP), a rare degenerative neurological disorder. For the last two years of his life, he had to live in a nursing home because he could not walk or take care of his physical needs. He could watch TV or use a computer for a limited length of time, which was about the only recreation he had except for church services and what the nursing home could provide.
There was really no sign that Larry's life was at its end, though his condition was terminal. An hour or so before he died, the nurse on duty found him rummaging through his bedside table (probably looking for chocolate, which he loved even though he could no longer swallow anything but thick liquids {and melted chocolate!]) and he seemed to be fine. When she returned an hour later, he was gone. He had died in his sleep. Quietly and gently, as he had lived.
Find A Grave contributer page: Checkers .
Although Larry grew up in wartime, served in the Army himself, and played football and skydived as hobbies, he was deep down a sweet and gentle soul. He never liked to be the center of attention. He loved his family, he loved history, and he truly cared about people who were having a hard time or who suffered losses. He was curious about events of the past, and remembered things that happened when he was just a small boy.
During his time in the Army, he served as a peacekeeper. He was there when Martin Luther King made his "I Have a Dream" speech. Although he was aware that he was a part of a very important moment in history, when he came home on his next leave, he only apologized for missing his uncle's funeral.
Larry loved animals, and he always had pets. He had a rather evil goose named Dock and a whole series of dogs and cats, right down to his last cat Carl, who was actually a female. Larry raised rabbits and later budgies. He fed wild birds and everyone enjoyed his tree full of bird feeders.
He loved gardening, and always had fresh cut flowers to share with others.
A skilled machinist like his father, he worked well into his sixties until his health failed.
Larry loved old cemeteries, and he thought that Find A Grave was a great idea. He was of the Baptist faith, and did not view death as the end of existence.
He suffered from progressive supranuclear palsy (PSP), a rare degenerative neurological disorder. For the last two years of his life, he had to live in a nursing home because he could not walk or take care of his physical needs. He could watch TV or use a computer for a limited length of time, which was about the only recreation he had except for church services and what the nursing home could provide.
There was really no sign that Larry's life was at its end, though his condition was terminal. An hour or so before he died, the nurse on duty found him rummaging through his bedside table (probably looking for chocolate, which he loved even though he could no longer swallow anything but thick liquids {and melted chocolate!]) and he seemed to be fine. When she returned an hour later, he was gone. He had died in his sleep. Quietly and gently, as he had lived.
Find A Grave contributer page: Checkers .
During his time in the Army, he served as a peacekeeper. He was there when Martin Luther King made his "I Have a Dream" speech. Although he was aware that he was a part of a very important moment in history, when he came home on his next leave, he only apologized for missing his uncle's funeral.
Larry loved animals, and he always had pets. He had a rather evil goose named Dock and a whole series of dogs and cats, right down to his last cat Carl, who was actually a female. Larry raised rabbits and later budgies. He fed wild birds and everyone enjoyed his tree full of bird feeders.
He loved gardening, and always had fresh cut flowers to share with others.
A skilled machinist like his father, he worked well into his sixties until his health failed.
Larry loved old cemeteries, and he thought that Find A Grave was a great idea. He was of the Baptist faith, and did not view death as the end of existence.
He suffered from progressive supranuclear palsy (PSP), a rare degenerative neurological disorder. For the last two years of his life, he had to live in a nursing home because he could not walk or take care of his physical needs. He could watch TV or use a computer for a limited length of time, which was about the only recreation he had except for church services and what the nursing home could provide.
There was really no sign that Larry's life was at its end, though his condition was terminal. An hour or so before he died, the nurse on duty found him rummaging through his bedside table (probably looking for chocolate, which he loved even though he could no longer swallow anything but thick liquids {and melted chocolate!]) and he seemed to be fine. When she returned an hour later, he was gone. He had died in his sleep. Quietly and gently, as he had lived.
Find A Grave contributer page: Checkers .
