Today, May 21, 2010, I'm just getting around to sighing up for the class of '76. I'm so shocked to know who many of our classmates are not longer with us. I remember Wes as a very quiet, smarta,considerate, kind, shy and kind young man. He only lived two small blocks away from me. I wished I had gotten to know him better. God bless him and his family. Lovingly, Janine Vaquera (Wilson)
Wes passed away within a few years of graduation. I'm not sure, but I think I heard a brain anuerysm. Too young! I hung with him a little along with Dave Chupac & Rich Harms. I remember he had a bad ass car!!! RIP, Wes.
To all who lost track of Wes, and those who knew him and do not know the story. Wesley H. Angles passed away in the air aboard the U of M life flight helicopter between Annapolis Hospital and the U of M emergency room on November 27, 1989. He was being rushed to U of M because the seriousness of his illness was more than Annapolis could handle at the time. Early October of that year Wes was not feeling well and went to the Doctor who began treating him for a respiratory infection. He was not getting better and returned to the Doctor for further testing. On the morning of November 27 his father took him to Emergency at Annapolis Hospital when he became very sick. The Doctors at Annapolis knew he was in serious trouble and decided to send him to U of M. At the time no one knew what was making him sick including Wes and his Doctors. It was determined after his passing that he suffered from an acute leukemia. Wes was one of a great group of friends I met at Wayne High, and one of a few friends I had the pleasure to spend time with after High School. Life did send us in different directions, but we always found time to spend together on some weekends, going up north, and later deer hunting in the Upper Peninsula. He never missed a deer hunting trip until 1989 when the group returned to find out that he had passed and we had arrived home just in time to attend his funeral. It was an unbelievable shock. Wes never married, he was living with his parents and helping take care of them as their health was not the best. He had worked at GM and had taken a buyout as his plant was closing sometime before his passing. His plans were to become a long distance truck driver, something he talked about since High School. After High school Wes had become a good man with a heart of gold that could sometimes be as hard and tough as nails. Above all, he was a good friend. He has been missed since that November.
Wes is buried next to his beloved parents at Cadillac Memorial Gardens in Westland on Ford road and Wildwood, in the Garden of Psalms (H). A few of us in the old group stop to see him in November after the hunt trip that he enjoyed so much. We all remember him fondly with a cold beer at camp each year. God bless and keep you old friend, you left us all behind far to early.
Sandra Murphy (Spring)
So very sorry to hear about Wes! He always tried his best to make you smile.
Janine Vaquera (Wilson)
Today, May 21, 2010, I'm just getting around to sighing up for the class of '76. I'm so shocked to know who many of our classmates are not longer with us. I remember Wes as a very quiet, smarta,considerate, kind, shy and kind young man. He only lived two small blocks away from me. I wished I had gotten to know him better. God bless him and his family. Lovingly, Janine Vaquera (Wilson)Diana Braman (Fearn)
My sadness and sincerity are extended to of his firends and family. He will be missed at the reunion. Many Blessings.
Kevin Fogarty
So sorry to hear that Wesley passed. He had the greatest voice and a fun laugh. He was a good kid. Nothing but good memories with Wes.
Linda Hunter (Millar)
Wes passed away within a few years of graduation. I'm not sure, but I think I heard a brain anuerysm. Too young! I hung with him a little along with Dave Chupac & Rich Harms. I remember he had a bad ass car!!! RIP, Wes.
David Chupac
To all who lost track of Wes, and those who knew him and do not know the story. Wesley H. Angles passed away in the air aboard the U of M life flight helicopter between Annapolis Hospital and the U of M emergency room on November 27, 1989. He was being rushed to U of M because the seriousness of his illness was more than Annapolis could handle at the time. Early October of that year Wes was not feeling well and went to the Doctor who began treating him for a respiratory infection. He was not getting better and returned to the Doctor for further testing. On the morning of November 27 his father took him to Emergency at Annapolis Hospital when he became very sick. The Doctors at Annapolis knew he was in serious trouble and decided to send him to U of M. At the time no one knew what was making him sick including Wes and his Doctors. It was determined after his passing that he suffered from an acute leukemia. Wes was one of a great group of friends I met at Wayne High, and one of a few friends I had the pleasure to spend time with after High School. Life did send us in different directions, but we always found time to spend together on some weekends, going up north, and later deer hunting in the Upper Peninsula. He never missed a deer hunting trip until 1989 when the group returned to find out that he had passed and we had arrived home just in time to attend his funeral. It was an unbelievable shock. Wes never married, he was living with his parents and helping take care of them as their health was not the best. He had worked at GM and had taken a buyout as his plant was closing sometime before his passing. His plans were to become a long distance truck driver, something he talked about since High School. After High school Wes had become a good man with a heart of gold that could sometimes be as hard and tough as nails. Above all, he was a good friend. He has been missed since that November.
Wes is buried next to his beloved parents at Cadillac Memorial Gardens in Westland on Ford road and Wildwood, in the Garden of Psalms (H). A few of us in the old group stop to see him in November after the hunt trip that he enjoyed so much. We all remember him fondly with a cold beer at camp each year. God bless and keep you old friend, you left us all behind far to early.