Floyd Harrell was my cousin and about 10 years older than I was. I don't remember a lot about Floyd other than he was always nice to me and included me in a lot of things he didn't have to, especially since he was older than me. He was my father's sister's son. They lived the next street over from Mercer on Live Oak which is called Covil now. He attended Forest Hills , Chestnut and New Hanover High School.
We lost Floyd first in a barge explosion on the Cape Fear River in the early 60s. Then my father in 1980. In 1992 my wife of 20 years and I split. Then Uncle Bill passed away and next it was
Aunt Callie And finally my mother and wife's parents. That is the bad part about getting old, many of those you love leave you, sometime by choice and sometimes not. But it can cause you to put up a wall to keep from getting to close. Then if I had never known these people what a loss it would have been for me.
Floyd had a little Cushman or maybe it was a Sears scooter at one time and that is probably the reason I have had years of fun riding motorcycles and still do.
Sure do miss him and the rest of the family, but that is the way life is, so we better enjoy and spend as much time as we can with those we love here on earth until that time that we are all together again in Heaven.
Sure do miss him and the rest of the family, but that is the way life is, so we better enjoy and spend as much time as we can with those we love here on earth until that time that we are all together again in Heaven.

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God keep Floyd and his family. Give our best regards to Nancy.
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