Dear Uncle Harry, I've been thinking alot the last few days of childhood memories - visiting you and Aunt Doris and our cousins on a Friday night or on special occasions.  The house full of family, good times, laughter and lots of chatter. As young children, sitting and listening to you tell stories of the many situations you found yourself in and the characters you met over the years. You had a passion for being a policeman and had become such a well known public figure in our community. You had a kind heart, were soft spoken and always seemed so easy going. As the years past and we grew up, we didn't visit as often, but my Mom's love for you as her 'Big Brother' was evident as she thought of you and spoke of you often. You will live on as her Brother and our Uncle. God Bless. I will always remember you, love your Niece Cindy xo