Howard I. Anderson

He was more than my uncle, he was my friend and pal. I'll never forget our trips to Virginia Beach for Blue Angel air shows, however the trip was not complete unless he went to the dinner buffet at Captain George's seafood restaurant! I will miss his laughter and love, and his entertaining stories, but they will remain with me always, as he will, in my heart.

I could not always make it to the Anderson family renunions but I always got a full report of the tales Howard would spin of the family members and the happenings in the area. Certainly he was the family raconteur. One of my favorite stories I did hear him tell was of the time Grandma Andy (otherwise known as Ma to the Indiana crowd) and Aunt Bess got a little "toasty" on the apple cider. He could tell tales that had you crying with laughter. We will all miss that at future gatherings. No...

In my 47 years on this earth, I have compiled a short list of men that I truly admire and respect. My uncle Howard Anderson holds a place high on that list. His ability to engage those around him, no matter their status or place, is uncommon- the grace to allow others to be themselves is a rare and precious trait. Howard's ability to face adversity (the loss of his dear wife, and later his health and wealth, to a degree!) and still maintain his family with wit, sense of humor, and joy of life...

My Dad was a special man. More special than I even totally realized growing up and more so even now in his death.

He was a unique blend of heart, strength, caring and tough love. He was about family and right and wrong as he saw it.

He loved people and shared himself with many.

As his son, I learned to respect and care for others and myself; To love my family; To have and enjoy friendships; To be who I am, not what others want me to be; To take a stand and...

My dear Howard: I have so often thought of you and wondered how and where you were - we had some good times when growing up - and Mom (who died July 2005) told the story of you bringing her the pet baby skunks many times - we so enjoyed Hebron and summers with all of you. Loved your guitar playing and thanks for allowing me to learn to ride your bike - boy, was I sore after practicing off the hill all afternoon. We love you - may you rest in peace with Cecilia. Your second cousin Martha...

As one who has married into the family I truly felt welcomed at any time of our visits to his home. I really came to know him better during the last few years when he moved to the "old" place; the area where the family reunions were held.
I enjoyed the opportunity to be able to help with the needed chores or assist with any of the projects requiring more than one hand. When 2 engineer types were working out the solution to a problem .... let's just say there's more than one way to skin...

When I heard the sad news that day, I said the following prayer...

"Dear Lord, please welcome Howard Anderson into your fold. Fair warning Lord, prepare to be charmed...".

My thoughts and prayers go out to his Family.

He will be missed by many. How can you describe someone who has always been there for the Anderson Clan? He was strong, funny, kind, caring, and a gentle giant. I loved him immensely. Over the years he grew dearer and dearer to me. He was always glad to see and hear from me. He could debate with the best of them. We've had many good laughs together. I will miss his "bear hugs". Even though I was his niece, he treated me like a daughter. I am glad my son had the pleasure of knowing...

I heard about Howard's antics for years before I had the pleasure of meeting him in person last spring. Two of his nieces and I took a quick trip to Virginia to show me the beautiful country and to meet the characters of their family. Howard made you feel at home instantly, you felt like you'd known him all your life. He was funny, pleasant, sincere, gentle and caring (and could make a great chicken dish). He was by no means a push over. He could stand his ground. But he loved life, his...