Well, Glenn.............so sad to see you go beyond the beyond..........you were such a good and fine felller..............you and I spent most every day together after skool in the 8th? grade {Martin mustangs are the best...... They stand out from all the rest........ rah rah.......Martin cant be beat.....rah rah....rah rah.... rah rah.}......... in the winter, running around the track, drinking our little bottles of molasses and honey for energy[my favorite part]............in hopes, HIGH HOPES, I must say, of being in great physical and mental shape by Springtime Junior High tract season............the 880.....what a bitch the 880 was....running as fast as we freaking could for two entire laps.......even with all that icy cold extra training, I still always seemed to finish at the very tail end of every meet, which was kinda discouraging.......but having you as my cheerful friend more than made up for being a "Rinky Dink" half-ass jock. So, I hope that you have enjoyed a wonderful life. Seems to my memory that you were most always smiling..........Most Always Smiling.......probably a pretty good indication that you did indeed have a wonderful life...........yer old friend, Craig
I grew up since 1st grade as 'best friends' with Guy Lucas. Glenn was his 'nice, cute', twin brother. Then I got to know Glenn better in his last few years as we emailed back and forth about life's events in the ensuing 55 years! Yes, his death was a shock. It did allow me to reconnect with his 'baby' sister Candice (born 12 or so years behind 6 brothers! ) and Guy.
Craig K. Arey
Well, Glenn.............so sad to see you go beyond the beyond..........you were such a good and fine felller..............you and I spent most every day together after skool in the 8th? grade {Martin mustangs are the best...... They stand out from all the rest........ rah rah.......Martin cant be beat.....rah rah....rah rah.... rah rah.}......... in the winter, running around the track, drinking our little bottles of molasses and honey for energy[my favorite part]............in hopes, HIGH HOPES, I must say, of being in great physical and mental shape by Springtime Junior High tract season............the 880.....what a bitch the 880 was....running as fast as we freaking could for two entire laps.......even with all that icy cold extra training, I still always seemed to finish at the very tail end of every meet, which was kinda discouraging.......but having you as my cheerful friend more than made up for being a "Rinky Dink" half-ass jock. So, I hope that you have enjoyed a wonderful life. Seems to my memory that you were most always smiling..........Most Always Smiling.......probably a pretty good indication that you did indeed have a wonderful life...........yer old friend, Craig
Laura W. Boyd (Wooldridge)
I grew up since 1st grade as 'best friends' with Guy Lucas. Glenn was his 'nice, cute', twin brother. Then I got to know Glenn better in his last few years as we emailed back and forth about life's events in the ensuing 55 years! Yes, his death was a shock. It did allow me to reconnect with his 'baby' sister Candice (born 12 or so years behind 6 brothers! ) and Guy.