Henry Powell

Grateful for the life of my beloved cousin, Henry M. Powell- a man of integrity, compassion, and faith Grateful for a shared childhood of family celebrations and fun and renewed relationships when we both moved back to Atlanta— the most memorable Thanksgivings & a trip the two of us made to Wisconsin to get reacquainted with our Powell dairy farm roots and cousins. Most of all, I treasure his support in life’s most difficult times.

Hank was not only my first Southern supervisor but also the man who introduced this Ohio boy to the joys, traditions and people of the South in 1969. What a wonderful place he helped me understand and love. He also mentored me in the Owens Illinois business world that served me well throughout my 28 year career with this fine company. He certainly added to the happiness in my life and will be celebrated by me always!

So sorry for your loss. Sending thoughts and prayers your way.

Love,

The Martin and Jones family

Kappy,
You are in my thoughts and prayers.

I will miss my favorite brother! Fond memories, if I would caddy for him, he would take me to see Flash Gordon. I had to sit one row behind him. During World War II, I sent him my allowance. I thought he was not paid. While single, we had Friday night events.

Rest in peace my favorite brother, love your favorite sister!

Kappy,
Thinking about you and keeping you in my prayers. So sorry for your loss. You were a devoted and loving daughter.

One of the funniest times (now) when we were younger, we were playing on the phone. Of course, asking if your refrigerator was running or the 711 to let Olive Oil out of the bottle. Needles to say he was not happy. Children today miss out on the fun and the trouble we were in!!

The obituary was a real tribute to Uncle Henry's amazing life.

My deepest condolences to Kappy and the family of Henry Powell. As one of Mr. Powell's caretakers, it was an honor to care for him, a kind and appreciative man. He often would thank me for his care by saying "Thank you for all you do for me." I will never forget the time I asked him if he would like a drink, he replied, "yes, a good bourbon!"

May God bless and protect his daughter, Kappy, who endlessly cared for her father with utmost dedication.