Our Father had his stroke when he was 81. This changed his life dramatically. Prior to 2000, he was independent, actually played tennis 3 times a week, and had just bought a Subaru Outback. He was a superb driver. Jeff and I agree that we can’t remember Dad ever having an accident, but we do remember all the repairs he did for all our accidents. Anyone who knew Tracey Huster knew they had a friend who would be there at any time to lend a helping hand. He gave of himself unselfishly, from transporting, repairing, construction, and just sharing his common sense and good advice. Dad was so versatile. He would adapt to many situations, both good and bad, sometimes with and sometimes without expression. He would just do whatever had to be done. He constructed, from the ground up, two houses that we lived in, while working at Reisterstown Post Office. Dad was an active Reisterstown Fire Fighter and a long time member of the Lions Club, serving as President at one point. He would take on positions at the church and built the Alter at Reisterstown United Methodist Church. We were fortunate to travel as a family. Maybe Dad did not love the camping, but he seemed to be happiest when he was driving. And drive he did! He visited all 50 states, driving to 49 of them, at least once! He was always there to help us on our projects. Maybe mine were a little more “out there” than Jeff’s but either way, he was ready to help. Dad has passed on to a better place. He was tired and ready to go. I actually think he held on so long for us and of course because he was under of the great care of Jeff. If it wasn’t for my Brother Jeff, giving Dad his utmost attention over the past 12 years, He would have given up long ago. Jeff has seen to Dad’s every need since his stroke. Jeff put his life on hold. This was Jeff’s choice, but for Jeff, it was the natural thing to do. My Brother deserves a standing ovation and my deepest gratitude. - Steve