Louis Leroy Werremeyer

Dear Leroy, thank you for such fun memories, the gentle joshing and that twinkle in your eye. Along with happy memories of you and your beautiful Joyce I'll never forget our close brush with danger when we helped my Dad and Sue build their garage roof. Sat in the metal 'bucket' of your digger as you cheerfully lifted me several feet into the sky, full of thunder storm and nearby lightning, we helped maneuver the large metal I beams into place. Metal, lightening, height ... was a little...