May God bless you and your...
I was probably 6 or 7 years old, just after WWII, when I met Katie, Marchie, Paul and Virginia. My primary memories are of Uncle Bob and Aunt Mable. My father, Henry Basil Willsey, was Bob's first cousin and they were very good friends. They spent a lot of time together, especially in the early thirties.
My dad took me to the farm on several ocassions. Paul was running the cider mill and my dad, as a machinist, would often bring in repaired parts to keep the mill running. I...
Dean Basil Willsey
January 17, 2005 | Gig Harbor, WA


