Ward "Barry" Krause

Barry was my cousin. When I was in grammar school he was the big brother I didn´t have. We would sit for hours in the evening at the campfire at his "fort" in woods in Bolton, drinking tea and listening to Barry telling stories that he did so well.

I will remember Barry for his kindness, patience, generosity and even temperament. I cannot remember him saying an angry word.

We will miss Barry, but our lives are so much richer for having known him. My condolences go out to Mary Margaret, Kristy and Daniel.

Charles Shedd