Kevin

Henry is my first grandchild and from the moment he came into this world he had an appetite, a big appetite, an appetite for life, an appetite for helping people whenever and wherever he could, and appetite for fun and goofiness with his own wonderful personality, and an appetite for all the exciting foods that life had to offer, I loved to take him out to eat because of how much he enjoyed it. Henry had ambition. He was like most young men starting to search for what he wanted in life. There was talk of being a welder, there was talk of being a lineman, he was great with his hands, and loved working on things. Whenever I would see him, his expressions were clear as a light switch going on, and when that smile came out, it was as bright as the sun. The times I have spent with Henry and his brother have always been extra special as they were never enough! Shooting BB guns when he was younger, riding the motorcycle, fishing, and just playing and hanging out. I love you, Henry I will miss our texts and phone calls & touching base once in a while. But you will always be in my mind and in my heart, I know you’re working your butt off up in heaven helping everyone and I will see you when my time comes. Love you Henry.