Haw's Death Letter

I still talk to you when I am troubled. You also make me laugh and are very fun to hug. Grandpa Gary, it is so fun talking about expensive watches and shoes with you. You are the only one in the family who likes that kind of stuff. It is also really fun to watch horse races with you and talk about life in general.

For Gary, he has always struggled as a kid, in his childhood his divorced mother and him moved around a lot and he accepts “I guess I just got lost in the changes”. In school, Gary had teachers who didn’t care for him and was put into special ed. classes playing cards for two years. School to him was pretty much a joke, he just flew by the easy way in high school. Even though it has been 15 years since he graduated he admitted his problem, “I was still running from this reading thing”, he went to find a solution by entering a literacy program. Eventually about a year later him and his colleagues ended up writing a play about his struggles, which shown what it was like to not be able to read and write. From writing to producing and even acting out this play, it could not have been easy. Looking back there was a lot of wasted time in school but he persevered and became successful with reading and writing which was well explained in his

The patience, compassion and encouragement of one person improved my family’s last years with its patriarch in countless ways. It was this improvement that inspired me to pursue a career as an

An older boy remembered his father, a hardworking blue collar man. He remembered how his father would walk into the home each evening with scraped hands and perspiration stained shirts. His father was a tough man. He was the kind of man that refused to go to the doctor and rarely hugged his children. Yet, he was a good man. The boy remembered how his father provided for the family and often times his smallest actions proved his paternal love for them. One particular memory stood out among the rest. His father had returned home from work late one evening. He had been out celebrating his pay raise with some of his co-workers down at the local pub. He waltzed through the door bursting with

There have been countless influential people in my life that I’ve come across. One who was a meticulous inspiration continues to be my grandfather. My grandmother had remarried to the one I call “grandpa” when I was at the age of five, and they both took to each other’s grandchildren as their own. With my mother and me only living a mile down the road from their farmhouse out in the country, I’d spent heaps amount of time there as a child. Indeed, I had been without a father but my grandfather stepped up to the plate and had taken me under his wing and willingly played the personification of a father figure.

Gun shots, car alarms, sirens from police cars or ambulances, and hustlers and gangsters yelling under my window are what I remember hearing every night growing up in Washington, D.C. Trying to raise a young male was hard, especially coming from the 8th ward projects of Green Valley Avenue. My father, Gary W. Hodnett Sr., was able to raise five children with all of these negative distractions that our community dealt him. He is the most significant person in my life, and I admire him so much. He has taught me so much about becoming a man and raising a family. I think my father was a fantastic provider, a great teacher, and a wonderful spiritual leaders and I wouldn’t change nothing about him.

Hirshi and Gottfredson also say that criminals have disciplinary problems during childhood, i.e. Gary’s father. That is one distinct trait Gary possesses. Hirshi and Gottfredson also say that the traits a criminal has during adolescence and adulthood include: analogous behaviors such as drinking, doing drugs, and promiscuity, and poor social outcome such as a bad education, bad relationships, and difficulty with jobs. Gary once again possesses all of those characteristics. Despite the fact that Gary had a high IQ and an affinity for drawing, he couldn’t succeed more socially. He frequently skipped school at age 12 to go drinking and dropped out of school at age 14. Because of Gary’s impulsiveness, he spent most of his life in jail. His offenses ranged from murder to con scams. Gary killed people he didn’t know at all for what would seem like no reason. All of the offenses ended in Gary being sentenced to the death penalty.

Inspiring him through stories from her past, she was able to help him make smarter choices to have a better future. In addition to R.P.E., other stories that I read by different authors, always pulled me into wanting to hear how life was like for older people and the hardships they encountered. As people back home says, “I'm an old soul,” and truthfully, I love older people. They have so much wisdom and life lessons to share and maybe that's why I tend to cling to them more than I do people my age. Before my grandmother's passing on April 8, the day of the mass communication dinner, she always taught me the do's and don'ts of life and shared stories with

Today I have paid tribute to my dad Mike Ferris. I absolutely love him and he is the best dad in the world. I have told you about two things that make my dad so special and why he deserves tribute; he was there for me when my life changed forever, and he has always believed in me through everything. “A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.” Enid

Gary Vaynercuk (Gary Vee) is a Belarusian, Russian. Gary and his eight family members immigrated to the U.S. in 1978. After they immigrated to the U.S., they lived in a studio-apartment in Queens, New York. Then, they moved to Edison, New Jersey where Gary operated a lemonade-stand franchise and earned thousands of dollars on weekends by trading baseball cards.

Richard Earl Gaither is a family oriented man that lived a fulfilled life from February second, 1934 to September sixteenth, 2014. He had seven children, many grandchildren, quite a few great grandchildren (that’s me), and even some children he raised as his own. My mother, Brandi, is his grandchild yet he took her in when she was born up until she was 8 and continued to be the main parental figure in her life up until the day he died. Her mother Linda was a drug addict and chose the significant other she had that month over her own daughter and Brandi’s father did not want a part in the family so he stayed behind in New Hampshire where she was born. Richard gave Brandi a great life and everything she ever needed. I’ve grown up around my grandfather my whole life. He meant so much more to me than any family member normally does. I’ve learned to appreciate everything he has done for my family. Without him, I would not be here and neither would my brother and my two sisters. Respecting your elders is very important.

Quickly the family becomes worn out from Gary’s rough personality traits. He drinks too much, borrows a lot of money, asks a lot of favors, and doesn’t give much in return. He has an almost violent behavior and everyone quickly learns to try to pass

Another lesson that Hagman taught was to use his second chance to leave behind a legacy of charity and good works. Hagman worked with American Cancer Society's annual Great American Smokeout and the National Kidney Foundation later in his life to raise awareness and help raise money for those causes. Sometimes it is more important to leave behind a legacy that is not measured in dollars and assets as memories of helping and giving can last longer than just leaving behind possessions. Hagman used his health problems as a way to help others and teach other to be healthy and avoid the results that happened to him. It would have been easy for Hagman to give up, but he will long be remembered for fighting on.

Wally Brown is my grandpa, he has been a very important person in my life. When my grandpa was a kid his family was poor. As he became an adult, he got married to my grandma. Together they lived in different houses with friends and relatives, because they could not afford their own. After a lot of work, he finally saved up enough money he bought an old farm house and raised a family in it. Now he lives in a nice house and has many grandkids.

Tim E. Murray was my father's youngest brother and one of my six uncles, he was friends with everyone and everyone loved him. He was there for you at the drop of a hat if you were in need all you had to do was call Tim and he would be there for you before you knew it. He was a loving father and a great role model for those around him. But as people know not everything in someone else's life are going as smoothly as they seem when looking in from the outside. Like most people Tim lived a very busy life with fathering his three kids, living the hard life of