How the engines did roar on that day
When they came down from Heaven to take him away.
They said now it's time to take that last ride
And up to heavens away he did glide.
He turned and he smiled and he never looked back,
For he knew he was truly the leader of that pack.
Now as he rides with the angles you see,
He's proud as a peacock as well he
should be for he was a legend if only to me
Author Susan Haught Mom
Loved and missed by
Mom (Susan) and Dad (Larry)
Larry was our only child our pride and joy. He had everything there was to have he loved his trucks and his Harleys and His 4 wheelers and fancy pickup trucks he was known for being very meticulous with his things. Never drank, worked every day even with his seizure problem. He lived with us until the day he left.
He was less than 2 miles from home when it happened. We have to drive by and see the spot every day. I can see his resting spot from my back yard. I never thought I would be planting flowers on his grave this Memorial Day..........
He was a great son, never in any trouble and was the world to us, he owned us. Every thing we did was for him. Now its just emptiness and loneliness There were so many people who showed up to say good bye they were lined up 4 wide for blocks. They drove his Mack truck in the funeral as a tribute to him then after they parked and stored it and no one has used it since He built this Mack truck from a wrecked truck and made what it is in this picture.
He was kind and helped so many in what ever they needed. He owned 28 Bikes and 4 wheelers from the time he was 10 years old. He could ride like a pro. He could drive truck and would have been a truck driver except for his seizures. He drove shuttling trailers and as a shop mechanic for smith Truck....He could work on lawn mowers and motorcycles he could weld he was what you might call a jack of all trades.
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