I met Lynn when he first started dating my sister in 1966 when I was 8 years old. Being a little brat, and jealous of anyone who took my sister away, the first thing I did when I met him was kick him in the shins. He told a lot of people this story! Over the years I grew to love him as my only brother-in-law. He loved intellectual conversations and a good laugh. He taught me “The Junior Birdsman” song as a kid with all the actions and I still know every word at 67 years of age. 

There is so much more I could say about him, but suffice it that I loved him in spite of himself, and I am sad that he is gone from this earth. Rest in God’s peace big fella.