Spud Edmondson recalls...
Ever since I could remember anything, I remember the Fulmer's. Aunt Bea and Uncle Jack were best friends with my Mom and Dad and Johnny & I were the same age.
One of my favorite homes ever was the Fulmer home on S. 27th Ave in Yakima. Johnny & I grew up together there, exploring the neighborhood when very young with our siblings and playing ball for hours on end as we got older. One of the great things was making home made ice cream that was the best around.
Johnny was the ace pitcher and I was the catcher on our little league teams thru age 15. Johnny seldom got beat as we won the championship most years, which was no mean feat as Johnny faced a group of Yakima athletes that won state championships in football, basketball & baseball as high school seniors. Sadly for us, but , as it turned out, great for the Fulmer's, was their move to the westside around the time John turned 16.
I saw little of the family after that, but kept a close eye on their world thru infrequent contacts and Aunt Bea's Christmas letter. I have always admired the family's closeness and many personal acheivements. Like my mom use to say, "once you've developed a bond like that, it doesn't matter if you talk once a day or once every five years, you're always close". I felt that closeness with Uncle Jack, Aunt Bea and John and will never forget the 50's when we seemed like one big, happy family.
My heart aches for you, Aunt Bea, but I am comforted by knowing you are surrounded by a large, loving family whose stregth will help all the Fulmers deal with the apin of John's passing.
You can all be proud of the legacy left us by John and the memories of a person I remember as kind and gently.
My thoughts and fond wishes are with you - Love, Spud
One of my favorite homes ever was the Fulmer home on S. 27th Ave in Yakima. Johnny & I grew up together there, exploring the neighborhood when very young with our siblings and playing ball for hours on end as we got older. One of the great things was making home made ice cream that was the best around.
Johnny was the ace pitcher and I was the catcher on our little league teams thru age 15. Johnny seldom got beat as we won the championship most years, which was no mean feat as Johnny faced a group of Yakima athletes that won state championships in football, basketball & baseball as high school seniors. Sadly for us, but , as it turned out, great for the Fulmer's, was their move to the westside around the time John turned 16.
I saw little of the family after that, but kept a close eye on their world thru infrequent contacts and Aunt Bea's Christmas letter. I have always admired the family's closeness and many personal acheivements. Like my mom use to say, "once you've developed a bond like that, it doesn't matter if you talk once a day or once every five years, you're always close". I felt that closeness with Uncle Jack, Aunt Bea and John and will never forget the 50's when we seemed like one big, happy family.
My heart aches for you, Aunt Bea, but I am comforted by knowing you are surrounded by a large, loving family whose stregth will help all the Fulmers deal with the apin of John's passing.
You can all be proud of the legacy left us by John and the memories of a person I remember as kind and gently.
My thoughts and fond wishes are with you - Love, Spud
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