Tuesday, February 20, 2018
Ed was as the Irish say, "a lovely man", one of the great generation of Vermonters who would walk to work and home for lunch, always taking time to chat with his neighbors. My wife, Pam and I feel so honored to have known him. Like Pauline, an elderly lady who for years swept Maple Street's sidewalks every day, he took notice of everyone on the block, helping to keep driveways clear of snow with his tireless snowblower every winter. His self-effacing humor was part of the natural warmth he extended to all his friends, and he had a great many. He impishly told me that upon his return to San Francisco from overseas deployment, Stars and Stripes accorded him the homecoming headline, "St. Peter at the Golden Gate!" Indeed, Ed, now that you're with your fellow angels, may we all take a chapter from your book, extending daily kindness to others as you generously did to us.
