In Memory
Larry Hoover
Saddened to pass along the news about Larry. He wrote to me (Keith Brown) in 2020, ahead of our 50th reunion: "Hello Keith. Appreciate the notification about our 1971 high school reunion. However, I will not be attending. I have moved to Treasure Island, Florida. Thanks again and hope it becomes a great memorable occasion. Larry Hoover, Class of '71."
All we have regarding his passing is this brief message that his brother, Bob, sent to Brad Mueller:
"No obituary. He was cremated and his ashes will be buried at Arlington cemetery in mt healthy. He died on June 15."
Laura Howard (Scudder)
I was so sorry to hear about Larry:(
As Laura Howard, he always sat in front of me in classes alphabetically. He was so sweet and so handsome. I had a crush, as I am sure a lot of girls did.
When my Uncle Joe died, I was sixteen and it was the first funeral I ever attended. It was at Arlington, where Larry will be, where I will be, where my entire family is...
While we were standing at the graveside, I turned and looked behind us and there was Larry, leaning on shovel! He and another man were waiting for us to finish to cover Uncle Joe!
Don't they use backhoes now? LOL
Larry called me for a date while I was in college, but I couldn't go. I have always regretted that. God bless you, Mr. Hoover., we will miss you and remember you.
Laura Howard
Fred Hartwell
I remember that homeroom, Laura. They had all the H's together- Victor Hall, Jamie Hall, Bob Hawkins, Janet Hottenstein, and you and Larry and I think Susan Gustafson too. That was over 50 years ago and proves my long term memory is still intact! Short term memory is shot though!
I was thinking of Larry in May when I learned of Gary Yearion's passing. Larry, Gary snd I were on a Little League baseball team together, Scott Rice was on it too. We were the original Bad News Bears! The coach was Larry Hoover's father, Larry Senior! He was a giant of a man, a former New York Yankee pitcher and he had the misfortune of coaching us. It was a terrible team and I was the worst player and sat on the bench most of the year. Larry's father would look down at the ground and just shake his head in frustration. There was indeed crying in baseball. However we all survived the experience and I must have learned something because I'm still thinking about it a half century later.
I was sad to learn there wasn't going to be an obituary for Larry. I mentioned this to a family member and she volunteered to write my obituary and make it funny. I thought about it and decided that a couple of paragraphs could never explain my life. The best obituaries are these memories- tall, lanky, kind Larry, Laura's laugh, and those home rooms of alphabetized kids. 🌹
Christopher Press
A lot of water has gone under the bridge--or over the dam or under the dam or over the bridge--since 1971.
Laura and Fred: your comments are very touching.
May Larry be at peace.