My heart is heavy over the passing of Darrell. He was so much more than a neighbor. From as far back as I can remember playing little league baseball, I can remember Darrell being there, selling the world renowned hot dogs. He was there all through school, no matter what sporting event it would be. I became closer to Darrell during my high school years when I started playing golf. Theres no telling how many hundreds of golf balls he has given me over the years. When we became neighbors about two and half years ago, I realized there wasnt a more kind-hearted man out there. Every time I would see him out, he would stop and talk, ask if I needed anything. When I was in need of a lawn mower over the summer, here he came, flying up the hill to mow my yard, and of course he wouldnt let me pay him. In a recent talk with him, he told me we had the best little town in the world. He thought so much of West Liberty, and by the look of my newsfeed, West Liberty thought a lot of him. Love and miss you neighbor!
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 21:17:53 +0000
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