Gramma's boy Seth Andrew , You were so easy to love just so sweet and adorable. I had fun just being with you you always put a smile on my face. I loved playing basketball with you even though I always lost. I loved talking on the phone and text . We had the kind of bond that every grandmother wants, And it meant the world to me. You take care of Cuba for Grandma, I will take care of Nikki for you. I love you more than All the Stars....I cant wait to see you again on the other side. I will miss you so much until that day. I love you my grandson.
Our deepest sympathies to Seth's family and friends and Nikki. Our prayers are with you and Seth. We will never forget his bright face, his great attitude and his love for the Packers. Good kiddo. We are so sorry.
Dave & Yvette Souders and family.
I have a whole lifetime of memories with u... U r my nephew and my kids cousin... I remember the day u were born. The 2nd best day of ur parents life. I remember when we would have parties together and u and Zack would play video games. When we came up and we all went camping and u got me with ur corn snake... So many memories to choose from... U will be missed and loved forever... U will not be forgotten by anyone we all love and miss you miss u so much.
HILL: I like to try to get people who are sensitive, like I said before, and who love the music. Actually the music is just a blueprint for, in most spots, the way it develops, for group improvisation.
Josiah was a loving son, brother, and friend. He loved his large family and traveled with them on ministry trips in the Philippines and in the United States. His relationship with the Lord was very important to him and he wanted to connect others to Jesus. Josiah will be lovingly remembered and greatly missed.
He leaves to mourn his demise, the love of his life Brenda Hill, wife of almost 54 years. Four remarkable children: Aundrea, Artelia, Alex, (Lucy), and Katricia Hill Rouse (Carl), Two brothers, Samuel (Goldie) of New York, and Willie James of New York. Three sisters of Jacksonville, FL: Mary L. Shingles (Jimmy), Dr. Martha H. Goode, (Sr. Bishop Leonard Goode, D.D.), and Dr. Lavern Hill, D.D., Grandchildren: Mafias Torres, Iahanna McNealy, Spencer D. Hill (Kimberly), Antonio A. Hill, Candace Hayes, Ariana Hill, Arjanae Hill, Alijah Hill, Aziah Hill, Great Grands: Spencer Hill, Jr., Isiah Hill, Caleb Hill, Zacariah Hill, Ayden Hill, Aiden Hill, Zuri Hill, Sister-in-Laws: Mother Willard Hill, Ms. Reaunette Hill, and Ms. Beverly K. Hill. A host of nieces, nephews, and sorrowing friends.
A FIRESIDE CHAT WITH ANDREW HILL www.jazzweekly.com/interviews/hill.htm
FJ: You made your way to New York in the early '60s, do you recall how vibrant the scene was during that time?
ANDREW HILL: Oh, the scene was budding, Fred. There was a lot of what I call flowers on the scene because it was the zenith of jazz as a popular music. It came from a period where everyone who played music had heard music in their neighborhoods from black theatres where they had bands. It was the last of a period. It was almost like being there after the party. The party was over, but there was still a few things to be had...
Describe your life away from the water:
I value my time with the family, appreciating the lovely country we live. I love the outdoors, travelling our beautiful green country. I enjoy watching sports or relaxing watching a movie as a break from the water. I still have an interest in motorsports as a hobby. I love taking the family to car shows with my old school V8 performance car.
Michael was a great athlete and loved playing football and basketball at Hoover Middle School and Lincoln High School, winning several athletic awards at both schools. After high school, he went on to San Francisco State, and received his teaching credential from Chico State. He was a substitute teacher for about a year before he landed a full time teaching job at Andrew Hill High School in San Jose, California. He not only taught Physical Education, Social Studies and Geography, he was the football and track coach for many years. Michael loved teaching and he loved football. His 30 years at Andrew Hill High was a dream come true. Michael influenced and inspired so many young minds at Andrew Hill High School.
Michael met Mary in 1978 and the love story began. In 1985, they tied the knot next to the Truckee River in Nevada surrounded by family. They were the perfect match. They settled in Willow Glen, California and they enjoyed their life with family and friends. Mike had a 1964 red, Volkswagen, bug and on weekends and during school breaks, he loved taking his Golden Retriever, Bo, to the beach. They were a great team Michael and Bo! Michael and Mary spent many years traveling throughout the USA, Canada, and throughout Italy. Michael loved to travel and he always wanted to go somewhere.
Sea-Doo recently sat down with Andrew and ask him a few things about his love of fishing from a Sea-Doo. Andrew has always loved the water, speed and fast cars. While he enjoys taking his family to cars shows in his muscle car and riding street bikes, his true love is being on the water. Riding a Sea-Doo Fish Pro allows him to fish in the ocean but also fish in places that are shallow and have very little traffic. Some of these never-before ventured areas hold some of the biggest fish.
Although born in Montreal, Andrew grew up in Nepean. While sometimes mischievous at the expense of his brothers, he approached everything he did with exceptional hard work, intelligence and focus. He enjoyed skiing, bicycling and engaging in something that resembled golf. He loved spending time with life-long friends from his lifeguarding days, J.S. Woodsworth High School, and The Ottawa Hospital. Andrew was a gracious host of family gatherings, fun cottage times on the Rideau Lakes and was keen to engage in activities with those who loved him. Most of all, Andrew was a devoted father who loved his children dearly. They made him ever so happy and proud.
The suffering within our cities is tragic but it is not meaningless. It is suffering that beckons compassionate love and there are so many saintly people in our cities today who suffer with the poor and forgotten and live their lives in a constant encounter with them.
François in his soiled clothes, greasy bandana, and his mania has no less dignity than I in my affluent, middle-class appearance with my right mind. The bloody wounded soldier dying in the mud of Vimy 100 years ago had dignity. The drooling and incontinent ALS patient has dignity. All of them and all of us have a purpose: to pursue what is good and to strive against all opposition to respond to the Angelus Bell, and encounter the One whose Incarnation restored our dignity and impels us to love one another as a result.
The StoryCorps Archive is made possible in part by the generous support of Jane Phillips Donaldson & William H. Donaldson, the National Endowment for the Humanities, and the John S. and James L. Knight Foundation.
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