Bruce Edgar “Buzz” Richmond ’60

Bruce Edgar (Buzz) Richmond, age 83, of Meadowlakes, Texas, died peacefully at Kingsland Hills Care Center on October 27, 2022, after a 4-year battle with Alzheimer’s disease.

Bruce was preceded in death by his parents, Chester and Martha Backiel Richmond of Fairfield, CT; his son, Bruce Richmond Jr. of New Haven, CT; his brother, Chet and wife, June Richmond of Waterford, CT; his first wife and mother to his four children, Patricia Pritchard Richmond Pisaretz of East Haven, CT; his parents-in-law, Eddie and Mary Sobotik; and his sisters-in-law, Eddie Sue Gilbert and Janice Watts.

He is survived by his wife, Carolyn, of 29 years; his three daughters, Pamela A. (William) Hawthorn of Wallingford, CT, Linda S. (Drew Crossman) Richmond of Higganum, CT, and Jennifer L. (David Donnelly) Richmond of Branford, CT; daughter-in-law, Jenifer Blemings of New Haven, CT; grandchildren: Madeline A. (Etienne Ducommun) Marone of Geneva, Switzerland, Shannon (Joseph Woodward-Clinton) Richmond Blemings of Philadelphia, PA, Brendon Pastore of Clearwater, FL, Layla Richmond of Branford, CT, Jessie (Joshua) Duponte, Wallingford, CT, and Emma (Kyle) Hawthorn, Wallingford, CT; great-grandchildren, Max and Molly Duponte; sisters-in-law, Sharon Chude (husband, Charlie) and Debra Sowin; brothers-in-law, Jeff Sobotik, Vaughn Watts; several nieces and nephews and great-nieces and nephews from both the Richmond and Sobotik families.

Bruce was the fourth generation of Richmonds to live in the Pine Creek area of Fairfield. Bruce attended school in Fairfield and graduated in 1956 from Roger Ludlowe High School, where he was Freshman Class President, played football, tennis and basketball and was a member of the Varsity “F” Club and National Honor Society. After graduating, he attended Davidson College, NC on a football scholarship for one year and then transferred to the University of Connecticut. A year later, he enlisted in the army and was stationed in Germany. After an early discharge with honors in 1961, he returned to the University of Connecticut to finish his business degree. He graduated in 1963 with a B.S. in marketing from the University of Connecticut, where he received the honor of being named in the Who’s Who in American Colleges. Hard work was etched in his DNA. As a young boy he had paper routes, dug sand worms to sell to bait shops, caddied at the Country Club of Fairfield and had a lobster pot business to help with expenses while in college. Bruce had a successful career in the pharmaceutical industry for 32 years, taking him to New Jersey, Istanbul, Turkey, Norwalk, CT and New York City. He worked for Merck and Pfizer, then shifted to pharmaceutical advertising with William Douglas McAdams agency and finally with Sudler & Hennessey, where he spent the last 20 years before retiring as Executive Vice President. He had a one-year hiatus during this time to try his hand at entrepreneurship by opening a bakery in Niantic, CT, where he honed his baking skills, which would be much appreciated by family and friends in the coming years.

Upon retirement from Sudler & Hennessey, Bruce and his wife, Carolyn (whom he married in 1993), made their home in Meadowlakes, TX, but spent their summers in the Pine Creek area in Fairfield, CT. Throughout his life and retirement, Bruce loved golfing, fishing, boating and clamming. His love of sports started in early childhood and continued throughout his lifetime. Listed among his favorite teams were the St. Louis Cardinals, the Dallas Cowboys and the UConn Huskies. Although he loved all sports, his favorite time of the year was draft day for his fantasy baseball team, Richmond Rifles. Bruce was a founding member and participated for 42 years in the Pharm League, taking top honors three times.

A man of many talents and interests, Bruce loved working with wood, both carving and turning. He even laid a floor in his Texas home with 3×3 inch Mesquite wooden tiles. He took classes in wood turning, watercolors, computer classes for investment and photography and learned to bead on a small loom. Fascinated by collecting, he organized stamps and money from around the world. His collections included bottle and can openers, vintage toy cars and antique fishing lures. He loved hunting for beach glass (polishing some if not quite ready), seashells and rocks. Bruce always shared his treasures with everyone. His last collecting activity centered around his grandchildren as he collected state quarters and President dollars and then had the uncirculated ones rated and encapsulated as an investment for them.

Bruce loved to travel and was able to see many parts of the world, but the best times were always with family – annual Hilton Head trips and trips to the “country” (Frenstat, TX) with Carolyn’s family.

To say Bruce loved conversation and meeting people would be an under-statement, as family and friends were recipients of his many hours of storytelling.

The family would like to thank the staff at Kingsland Hills Care Center in Kingsland, TX and the New Century Hospice for their loving care of Bruce.

Bruce and Carolyn were members of St. Paul the Apostle Catholic Church in Horseshoe Bay, TX. In lieu of flowers, please send memorials to the Alzheimer Association at https://act.alz.org/donate or 225 N. Michigan Ave., Floor 17 Chicago, IL 60601, or any charity of your choosing.

Friends are invited to attend the funeral on Saturday, November 5, 2022, at the Fairfield Funeral Home of Edmund W. Dougiello, 36 South Pine Creek Road, with visitation beginning at 9 am. Service will begin at the funeral home at 10:45, followed by committal services with military honors at Oaklawn Cemetery in Fairfield.

Perrin “Pep” Dargan Jr. ’60

Perrin Quarles Dargan, Jr., or Pep as he was known to all, died on October 20, 2022 after a long and courageous battle with pulmonary fibrosis. He was 84. Pep was born on July 27, 1938 in Spartanburg, South Carolina, the first son of Perrin Quarles Dargan, Sr. and Mary Hart Greene Dargan. He lost his mother tragically two years later. Pep’s beloved grandmother, Mamie, moved into boy-land to help raise Pep and his brother, Bob. It was a happy, if slightly non-traditional family. Some years later, Pep’s father was preparing to marry his second wife, Mary Louise Hodge of Chattanooga, Tennessee. Pep and Bob, in a valiant but misguided attempt to protect their precious household gender imbalance and without fully thinking through the potential outcomes, tried to run off Mary Louise by launching a series of successful if inadvisable practical jokes. Their father was not amused and meted out consequences appropriate to the day, whereupon the boys shifted course and enthusiastically welcomed their new step-mother. They were rewarded with twin half-brothers, Richard Lawton Dargan and John Bachman Hodge Dargan, whom they dearly loved.

Pep grew up in Spartanburg with duel passions for reading and sports. He was a serviceable basketball player, principally a shooting guard with an unstoppable ambidextrous hook shot, but his true gift was golf. He and his brother, Bob traveled around the Carolinas, competing successfully in youth golf tournaments and otherwise preying on unsuspecting older golfers. Throughout his life Pep’s golf career would lead him to many of the world’s great courses, including The Old Course at St. Andrews, Gleneagles, Augusta National, Pebble Beach, Cypress Point, and Wade Hampton, to name a few. Following back surgery in his early seventies, he would shoot his age and under many times, frequently on his challenging home course, The Reserve in Pawleys Island, South Carolina. Somewhat surprisingly, he notched only two holes-in-one, separated by an epic fifty-year drought, which, like so many things in life, he endured bravely.

After graduating from Spartanburg High School, Pep began his college career at Davidson, where he became a member of the Kappa Alpha Order. After two years of fun and games, his mother, father, and Davidson decided that Pep might benefit from more consistent doses of the sweet upstate South Carolina air, and he transferred to Wofford. Back on familiar Spartanburg ground, he dusted off his golf game at Spartanburg Country Club and joined the Wofford golf team.

The move also added fuel to Pep’s budding romance with his Converse College sweetheart, Helen Butler Freeman. Butler shared Pep’s passion for reading but not his athleticism. Her deeper talents lay in mathematics. Pep was fond of packing a cooler and sitting with friends on the grassy hill above the Converse playing fields to marvel at Butler’s “mathematical prowess” on the field hockey pitch. Pep and Butler graduated college in the spring of 1960 and married a few weeks later on June 18. They honeymooned at Sea Island, where they had beautiful dinners overlooking spellbinding sunsets, and Pep played golf with Butler for the first and, perhaps predictably, last time. Exactly nine months later, Butler gave birth to a beautiful girl, Helen Hart Dargan (Jones), a true Sea Island baby. His son, Perrin Quarles Dargan III followed thirteen months later. Pep was 24 years old with a wife, a job, and two babies. To keep things lively, seven years later a second beautiful daughter, Louise Frampton Freeman Dargan (Hughes), appeared on the scene. Helen, Perrin and Louise would eventually give Pep the ten grandchildren who would help define him as a grandfather and bring joy to his later decades.

Pep had an enormously successful career as a stock broker, principally with the firm of A.G. Edwards, which allowed him to provide a wonderful life for his family. And throughout this life he was many amazing things, but a few traits best illustrate who he was as a man. He was a perfect gentleman with impeccable manners. It didn’t take much to make him happy. He was as pleased with a cheeseburger as any fine meal. He loved to say, “Hard to beat a good burger!” He was both parts of fun-loving, funny and loving. He had a delightful sense of humor and an infectious laugh that lit up his entire countenance as well as those around him. He was kind, generous, and deeply caring. He listened to others and responded thoughtfully, offering sage, considered advice, but only when asked. He was, as one of his grandchildren noted, “an amazing listener.”

In later life, he was Pops to all ten of his grandchildren and, later still, his four step-grandchildren. They all adored him and glowed in his presence. No matter their many and varied paths, he reveled in their journeys, never directing and always applauding. He responded to their good news and accomplishments with one of his favorite words: “Wonderful!” They eagerly anticipated the moment when Pops’ Goodie Box would appear, overflowing with sweet treats. He was also a recovering alcoholic who, at his death, had remained unflinchingly abstinent for nearly fifty years, during which time he counseled many people who were struggling to emerge from darkness. He was selfless in his commitment to always being available to those in need, night or day. But above all, he was a committed Christian. He was baptized and raised Presbyterian, but after marrying Butler, was given the choice of becoming an Episcopalian or becoming an Episcopalian. So he did. He served his Lord and his congregations diligently, acting for multiple stints in his Episcopal and Anglican parishes on the Vestry, as Senior Warden and long-time Treasurer. His faith defined and gave structure and meaning to every moment of every day of his life. Pep and Butler lived admirably. They were devoted to family, community, and church. On July 30, 2007, however, Pep lost his beloved Butler and mourned her death profoundly. But tragedy can on occasion yield interesting and wondrous things. On September 4, 2008, he became the first man on record to have secured the affections of not one but two of Mount Pleasant’s beautiful Freeman family girls when he married the former Louisa Freeman, Butler’s first cousin and lifelong friend. Pep and Louisa fell in love while grieving Butler’s death and forged a relationship built on the solid foundation of a common love. The family did not technically grow, it just shifted a bit. He and Louisa lived fourteen happy years together in a loving home surrounded by their combined five children and fourteen grandchildren as well as photographs and memories of Butler. Louisa and Pep devoted their lives together to family and church. In their later time together, Louisa steadfastly and lovingly cared for Pep throughout his illness, making his final months comfortable and secure, for which his children and grandchildren are boundlessly grateful.

Pep was predeceased by his father, Perrin Quarles Dargan, senior, his mother, Mary Hart Greene Dargan, his step- mother, Mary Louise Hodge Dargan, his wife, Helen Butler Freeman Dargan, his brothers, Robert Lide Dargan II and Richard Lawton Dargan. He is survived by his wife, Mary Louisa Freeman Dargan; his brother, John Bachman Hodge Dargan; his children, Helen Dargan Jones (Robby), Perrin Quarles Dargan III (Lisa), and Louise Dargan Hughes (Allen); his step-sons, Charles Freeman Macloskie (Danae) and John Freeman Macloskie; his grandchildren, Mary Helen, Robert, Amelia and Perrin Jones, Sanders and Annie Dargan, and Chaplin, James, Josh and Dargan Hughes; and his step-grandchildren, Emma, Mary Hope, Amelia and Frampton Macloskie. Pep’s surviving family are equal parts sad at his passing and hopeful in the promise of God’s love, for Pep knew where he was going, and he knew the way there. A visitation will be held on Sunday, October 23 from two o’clock until four o’clock p.m. at The Abbey at Pawleys Island, in Pawley’s Island, SC. A funeral service will be held on Monday, October 24 at twelve o’clock p.m., also at The Abbey. Memorials may be made to The Abbey at Pawleys Island, Pawleys Island, SC or Friendship Place in Georgetown, SC. Please sign a guestbook at: www.mayerfuneralhome.com. The Georgetown Chapel of Mayer-Ethridge Funeral Home is in charge of arrangements. 

David LeGarde McCullough ’60

David LeGarde McCullough, 84, passed away on October 17, 2022, at Arbor Acres Retirement Community. He fought a long, courageous battle.

Dave was born in Chattanooga, TN, on February 11, 1938, to the Reverend Doctor Henry Antine McCullough and Katherine Johnston McCullough. The son, grandson, and nephew of Lutheran ministers, Dave’s life values of faith, integrity, fairness, humility, and a strong work ethic emerged early in life.

Dave attended public schools in Columbia, SC and Lincolnton, NC. While at Lincolnton High School, he excelled in academics, football, and basketball. Earning a full scholarship in football to Davidson College, he studied Pre Medicine and graduated Phi Beta Kappa and Cum Laude with a BS in 1960. In addition, Dave was awarded a full academic Reynolds Scholarship to Bowman Gray School of Medicine (now Wake Forest University School of Medicine), where he was elected to Alpha Omega Alpha.

Summers during college and after his first year of medical school, Dave worked at a resort in the Berkshires of Massachusetts, where many Southern students were employed. The summer of his fourth year, he met a fellow staff member, Carroll Lisenby, from Alabama. Theirs was an immediate attraction and a serious relationship developed. At the close of the summer season and time to return to separate schools, these two instead chose to elope. Even though the courtship was brief, this loving, devoted partnership lasted 61 years and included moves to seven different states.

Dave and Carroll lived in Winston-Salem until Dave graduated from med school in 1964. During that time, they formed many close relationships and experienced celebrations and sadness with the death of their first child, David L. McCullough, Jr., at one-month-old.

Following medical school, Dave served a surgical internship and first-year surgical residency at University Hospital (Case Western Reserve) in Cleveland, Ohio. After that, he entered the US Air Force serving as Captain in General Surgery for two years in Tampa, FL. Following military service, he was a Urologic Fellow at Baylor in Houston, TX, and then completed his residency in Urology at Massachusetts General Hospital, a Harvard program in Boston. Following residency, Dave joined the faculty in Urology at the University of California San Diego and served as Chief of Urology at San Diego Veterans Hospital. During his time in California, daughters Meredith and Caroline were born.

In 1975, Dave accepted the position of Professor and Chair of Urology at the new University of South Alabama School of Medicine, where he served for five years. While in Mobile, their son, Jay, was born. In 1983, Dave’s alma mater called him back to Wake Forest to be Professor and Chair of Urology, a position he held for 21 years. Following retirement, he served as Professor Emeritus. This period of time was marked by great joy for the family and later profound sadness with the untimely death of their eighteen-year-old daughter, Caroline in 1992.

Throughout his career, Dave achieved great admiration and success in his field, both nationally and internationally. Recognition includes President of the American Board of Urology, President of the American Association of GU Surgeons, American Urological Association (AUA) Board of Directors, President of the Southeast Section of the AUA, Chair of the first national Lithotriptor Committee, Chair of Education with the AUA, selected to represent the AUA in Europe in the exchange program with the European Association of Urology, Distinguished Alumnus Award at Davidson College, Hendrix Award recipient which is presented to a Davidson football letterman who achieves outstanding success in his chosen profession, Medical Association Distinguished Achievement Award at Wake Forest University School of Medicine, Hugh Hampton Young Award (one of the top two awards presented by the AUA), and many other accolades. In addition to editing and publishing book chapters and textbooks, scientific articles, and journals, he participated in numerous visiting professorships.

Of course, these awards recognized Dave’s contributions to the medical community, but one of his most significant accomplishments was his title of “World’s Best Grandfather.” Nothing pleased him more than teaching his grandchildren the finer points of making ham and cheese omelets, a perfect batch of homemade popcorn, or enjoying a breakfast spread. Times together at the beach provided many opportunities for storytelling (with eye rolls from Meredith and Jay), jokes, and life lessons. He emphasized the importance of learning new things. His “grandfather name” was Mac, and nothing thrilled him more than when the grandkids could finally say his name and call out to him! He was his grandchildren’s biggest fan and served as a cheerleader from the sidelines in many athletic competitions. He treasured watching his grandchildren play sports. He was a wonderful father, and he was an even better grandfather.

Dave wore many different hats: surgeon, teacher, mentor, leader, family man, and friend. He felt that patient care was a privilege and enjoyed his association with the residents in the Urology program. As a good leader, he taught by example. Even when enduring obstacles, he did so with grace and resolve. He was Dave, Doc, Dr. Dave, Mac, “Muletrain” to his football teammates, and “Good Deal” to his classmates and friends for his ability to find the best bargains. Dave enjoyed learning about his Scottish heritage, history, all things World War II, traveling with family, tennis, investments, life on the water at Mobile Bay, Wake Forest and Davidson athletics, the Panthers, participation in Downtown Rotary, and cheering on his grandchildren.

Dave is preceded in death by his beloved parents, children David and Caroline, and his brother, William McCullough. He is survived by his wife, Carroll, daughter Meredith (Win Welch), son Jay (Nacole), his sister Katherine Trexler (Robert), his sister-in-law Jeanette McCullough and seven grandchildren: Caroline, Edwin, and Henry Welch, Logan Hall, and Eli, Jace and Asher McCullough.

Dave was known for his humble nature, wit, wisdom, and belief that all people were worthy of respect. A celebration of life will be held on October 26 at 11:00 am at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church, 520 Summit Street, Winston-Salem, NC 27101, with a reception following at the church. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to Wake Forest University School of Medicine and reference the McCullough Scholarship Fund in the memo line. Mail to: Wake Forest University School of Medicine, Office of Philanthropy and Alumni Relations, P.O. Box 571021, Winston Salem, NC 27157-1021. Gifts may also be made to St. Paul’s Episcopal Church or to a charity of one’s choosing.

Daniel McAlister ’60

Daniel Kenney McAlister (“Dan”) died at daybreak on Sunday, October 9, 2022 where he met the sunrise and the great mystery beyond in peace and without distress with his wife of 61 years, Martha “Bonnie” McAlister, by his side. Those who knew Dan recall the ever-present twinkle in his eyes – a spark that did not diminish despite a fierce and valiant battle against the Acute Myeloid Leukemia to which he ultimately succumbed.

Dan was born in New York City in 1938, the son of James Schubal McAlister (Spray and Greensboro, North Carolina) and Elizabeth “Betty” Sloan McAlister (Franklin, North Carolina). He grew up in Maplewood, New Jersey and graduated from Columbia High School, Davidson College, Duke University Law School, and the University of North Carolina Executive Program, having married his beloved wife Bonnie along the way. They lived in Charlotte, North Carolina (twice) and Greensboro, North Carolina (twice) and loved their time in both. Over the course of two decades, Dan and Bonnie grew their family by five children, each of whom carry with them the intentionally instilled values of humility, the pursuit of life-long learning, community involvement, service to others, and above all, humor. Anyone who spent more than a few moments with Dan can attest to the way he wove humor into the otherwise ordinariness of life, leaving in his wake laughter and joy.

Dan spent most of his career with Jefferson-Pilot Communications Company (JPCC), the radio/tv/sports production arm of Jefferson-Pilot Corporation, as Senior Vice President and General Counsel. JPCC owned and operated a nationwide group of radio and television stations and was an innovative force in the production and syndication of college sports telecasts. While Dan’s humility precluded him from divulging his integral role in crafting the contracts central to JPCC’s place in the evolution of college sports broadcasting, the fact remains that his role was significant and left its mark in the advancement of televising both the Atlantic Coast Conference and Southeastern Conference games we enjoy to this day.

Dan believed strongly in community service. His lifetime of service began as an Eagle Scout while still in High School. He later served as an Elder at First Presbyterian Church (Greensboro, North Carolina) and at Myers Park Presbyterian Church (Charlotte, North Carolina). He spent many years as Board Chair of the Greensboro Cerebral Palsy Association and had a significant role in the creation of Gateway Education Center, a public school for orthopedically handicapped and medically fragile children; served as Board Chair and was a co-founder of Bell House, a group home for orthopedically handicapped adults; served as Board Chair of Eastern Music Festival, the Bel Canto Company, and the Greensboro Public Schools Excellence Fund; served as a Director of the Greensboro History Museum, Triad Stage, United Arts Council, Carolina Theater Commission, and the Charlotte Oratorio Society; was an United Arts Fund Chair; and served on the WFDD and WDAV Advisory Boards. In addition to these community-facing roles, Dan valued the benefit of anonymous service to others. To that end, he spent many years hidden behind a portable puppet stage as “Aarvy the Aardvark” in a hospice puppet show about grief and loss presented by the Kids Path Program for third graders across the Guilford County School System. Over the years, he helped thousands of young children explore the reality that loss is a part of life.

It was with that same focus on acceptance of loss that he met his most recent journey with cancer. Through messages to friends across the country, meaningful conversations with his family, and posts penned to his CaringBridge site, he reminded those who loved him that the impending end of his own life is a loss to be met with gratitude for the fullness he packed into 84 years. In a recent letter to neighbors Dan mused “to my mind, this [terminal illness] is not bothersome in the least. I am 84, I am perfectly comfortable with the fact that I will die and, compared to any number of alternative exits, this one really is pretty good. Plenty of time to get things in order, somewhat of a schedule, and no sudden surprise ending.” His family and friends take great comfort in knowing the deep spiritual peace with which Dan met his final sunrise. To live a life to be emulated is an admirable feat; to walk bravely towards death while still modeling to those you leave behind that each moment given to us is a gift to be savored is an accomplishment few can claim. The life lessons Dan leaves in his wake will reverberate for generations through his children, grandchildren, and countless others whose lives were made brighter by his presence. His spark is not dulled by death but, instead, grows brighter through the lives of those left behind.

Dan is survived by his wife Bonnie and their children Sloan McAlister Dudley (Jimmy; children Will, Woodson, and Hallie; Charlotte, North Carolina), Mollie McAlister Jones (Greg; children Jack, Riley, and Cooper; Greensboro, North Carolina), Alec McAlister (Nancy; children Hank, Macy, and Eli; Greensboro, North Carolina), Katie McAlister Wangelin (Chris; children Lily, Siler, and Kenney; Greensboro, North Carolina), and J.D. McAlister (Liz; children Worth and Coeburn; Huntersville, North Carolina), brother Jim McAlister (wife Jane; Redding, Connecticut) Sister-in-Law Amy Gardner (husband Charlie; Silver Spring, Maryland), numerous cherished cousins, nieces, and nephews, and his adoring cat Sylvia. He is predeceased by many beloved family members and friends, which is natural given his age. Additionally, he is predeceased by pets Ralph, Professor Gabel, Bruce, Charcoal, Silver-Bullet the fish, Gator, Jigsaw, Mason, Dixon, Yankee, Boris, Boo, Maggi, Vito, and other animals whose names escape the family at this time.

A celebration of Dan’s life will be held at 2 p.m. on Sunday, October 16th at First Presbyterian Church, located at 617 N. Elm Street, Greensboro, North Carolina 27401. The service will be followed by a reception in the Mullin Life Center at First Presbyterian. Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.haneslineberryfhorthelm.com. The family wishes to thank the medical team members from the Cone Health System, the Atrium Health Wake Forest Baptist Medical System, WellSpring Life Plan Community, and AuthoraCare Collective for their caring support of Dan during his illness. In lieu of flowers, the McAlister family requests that you consider a memorial contribution to First Presbyterian Church of Greensboro. The family is also delighted to learn of anonymous acts of service you perform in honor of Dan’s spark.

Alfred F. Mackay ’60

Alfred F. Mackay of Oberlin, Ohio, was born October 1st, 1938 in Ocala Florida, and died on September 29th, 2022.

He graduated from Ocala High school in 1956, and later from Davidson College. He served in the US Army Airborne for two years before attending the University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill where he earned a PHD. He was hired to serve Oberlin College in 1967and retired in 2011. For most of those years he taught Philosophy. For one decade he served as the Dean of the College of Arts & Sciences, and later served a few years as Provost.

Philosophy was a field that just suited him. He could think thoughts in many directions and write about most of them. He enjoyed sharing these with his students and was a gifted teacher. Alfred loved music and was a singer, a generally quiet person with a quick sense of humor. And he was kind.

His immediate family, wife Ann; sons Douglas (Nury) of Charlotte and Robert (Susan) and grandchildren Sophie, Max and Stella of Portland, Oregon miss him and cherish the time they had with him. His siblings George (Lynn), Buddy (Anne), and Elizabeth Fisher (Bob) survive him.