Dear Taki
I know this is a very difficult time for you and I know how much you will miss Gary; we all do. I dearly regret that Gary and I did not spend more time together. Still, even in the little time we did spend together over the years, I cannot ever think of a moment when we did not have a good time together and he always performed the role of “big brother†very well.
Just a few of my memories are:
How even though there was a twelve year age difference and we spent most of our lives apart, when we got together, we were always in sync when it came to conjuring up ways to be devilish and have a good time. I can still hear Gary’s laughing at some of the pranks we pulled.
I remember once when Gary ran out the door and let the storm door shut on me. Of course, I went through the storm door. Mom and Dad were not happy with us.
One time Gary was on leave, and he and I were playing around in the upstairs of our house in Elizabethtown, and ultimately I fell and my arm went through a toy barn, cutting my risk. Mom was not happy with us.
The time Gary and I went salmon fishing in Washington and I, being the youngest on the boat and also being the Marine, was the one that ended up getting sea sick, while Gary laughed.
When Gary bought his new car and brought it to Florida, and I connected fireworks to the engine, so that when Gary started it, it bellowed smoke and made all kinds of noise. The look on Gary and your face was priceless. Gary was not happy with me.
The times we spent at Spanaway Speedway; especially the night he won a chance to go onto the race track and gather money shot from cannon. Watching Gary run around, chasing money was hilarious.
How well both you and Gary treated Lina and I when we originally came back to the U.S from the Philippines. You made sure she had a wok and rice, but more importantly you both instantly made Lina feel like a member of the family.
When we all travelled to Yuma, AZ and he sat in the back of my pickup truck, and was bouncing and sliding around. Dad and I got a good laugh out of it, but it probably wasn’t one of Gary’s favorite times.
The camping trip you and Gary took me on when I visited you in San Antonio, TX.
Gary’s love of Grandma Meckley and her home cooking. He always said that if “pop pie†was not made in Grandma’s dish, it did taste right.
Each time Gary left to return from his military leave and how painful it was to lose my brother again, and how he never looked back, as he entered the plan.
These are only a few of memories, of the times I had with Gary, in a short time together. Yet, they are memories that will always be etched in my memory.
Taki, always know that the Meckley family will always be there for you now and in the future.
With fondness and love
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