Howard was a friend I met thru another friend, Michael. Howard was for all intents a purposes Michaels father, so when the call came that he was at the hospital, we got in the car and went to give support for a night that would be long and hard.
Howard was a gentleman, he always had something nice to say to you. That does not mean he could not be snippy and catty, cause he could. That was part of his charm.
Howard was always happy to see me, he always made me feel good about the way I looked, even on a bad day he could make me feel special. I might only see him three times a year, maybe only at special occassions, but it was always made me smile to see him.
Rest in peace Howard.
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