If I had known in time, I would have been there at your dad's service. Ed racing outside at night in his bathrobe to rescue Cindy when she tangled with a raccoon (he actually grabbed the raccoon and flung it across the yard!) He really loved those dogs!ĭebbie, it meant so much to us that you and Ed came to my mom's funeral. Ed carrying puppy Mindy around in his shirt pocket.

The memories that make me smile the most: Ed and his beloved Chihuahuas. If I remember rightly, Ed drove a Mustang in the 60's? My dad and Ed took turns, week by week, patiently driving us kids to school in the mornings. We attended the same church, and Debbie and I were in the same class in school. My memories of Ed are from childhood, when we lived directly behind the Doells on the same block in North Portland. As a child it never occurred to me to ask. It truly feels like the end of an era! I never knew he had served overseas in WWII.