Wow, buddy we sure do miss you. We, you know the crew well, gather & recall the good, rough, and tumbling times we shared. Mostly, we recollect the zaniness, laugh, and marvel at how much fun we were able to squeeze into those years we shared. I have a recurring vision of that magnificent run you made against Westbury! My goodness simply a force exploding! It was my pleasure to block for you every time. My other vivid memory is that great combination of a smile and laughter. You carried a jovial disposition very well. Jovial literally translates to “full of beans”. Yes, Beans it was and perfectly nicknamed. Next, here is to your competiveness. You knew how to win and exhibited a way of helping others know that they, too, had that fire in them. Oh, but that competitiveness you had combined with that “go for every pin” in EVERY game it was a dangerous combination. Yes, I CHERISH memories of our MANY mad dashes to the beach to blasting PF. Thanks for the many pool parties at French Creek, Gallagher’s 2 for 1 151s, while looking at Debbie’s long legs. More importantly, thanks for humbling me at times I needed and deserved it most. What pleasures and experiences we shared. Well now Byron (Beans), simply put, God Bless and see you later.
I remember Byron from when he and his family moved onto my street...the oh-so-famous French Creek.....so friendly, always a smile on his handsome face...even though I was the shy band geek, it never mattered.
The boys are begining to rally for the 19th. You are missed and it won't be the same without you. We will get out of control in your honor. You and Grady watch over the rest of us sick f....s! You da man!
J. Christopher Turnbow (1979)
Wow, buddy we sure do miss you. We, you know the crew well, gather & recall the good, rough, and tumbling times we shared. Mostly, we recollect the zaniness, laugh, and marvel at how much fun we were able to squeeze into those years we shared. I have a recurring vision of that magnificent run you made against Westbury! My goodness simply a force exploding! It was my pleasure to block for you every time. My other vivid memory is that great combination of a smile and laughter. You carried a jovial disposition very well. Jovial literally translates to “full of beans”. Yes, Beans it was and perfectly nicknamed. Next, here is to your competiveness. You knew how to win and exhibited a way of helping others know that they, too, had that fire in them. Oh, but that competitiveness you had combined with that “go for every pin” in EVERY game it was a dangerous combination. Yes, I CHERISH memories of our MANY mad dashes to the beach to blasting PF. Thanks for the many pool parties at French Creek, Gallagher’s 2 for 1 151s, while looking at Debbie’s long legs. More importantly, thanks for humbling me at times I needed and deserved it most. What pleasures and experiences we shared. Well now Byron (Beans), simply put, God Bless and see you later.Karen A. Fogle (Barnett) (1979)
I remember Byron from when he and his family moved onto my street...the oh-so-famous French Creek.....so friendly, always a smile on his handsome face...even though I was the shy band geek, it never mattered.Mitch Anthony Ross (1979)
The boys are begining to rally for the 19th. You are missed and it won't be the same without you. We will get out of control in your honor. You and Grady watch over the rest of us sick f....s! You da man!