Edmund C. Grainger Jr.

It was during the summer of 1967 that one of my friends, Bob Spang, whose family lived next door to the Graingers in Indian Village, and I decided that we were going to sneak our family cars out at 1:00 AM in the morning. Keep in mind that we were only 14 years old. As planned, I drove to the Spang's house at 1:00 AM, parking in front of the Grainger's house. Bob Spang backed his family's car out of his driveway and parked beside me. We got out of the cars to discuss our route. What we had...

Do something my brother, said the [pastor] earnestly, something that will stand the test of time; something that will outlast your life, and live for generations after you are dead and gone.

My parents and I were particularly fond of Mr. Grainger. My father, Albert Barsa passsed away on the 4th of October (in North Carolina). My mother and I send our condolances.
Fondly, Barbara Barsa Jamison

My sincere condolences. May God comfort you during this difficult time (Psalm 147:3).

May our Heavenly Father (Ps. 83:18) comfort and strengthen the family during this time of great sorrow. Sincere condolences

Our sincerest sympathies to Ginny and all the Graingers.
In Rye or here in Vero Beach, Ed was always the voice of
reason -- and we always listened. Rye and Vero Beach are
lesser places today.