Dear Mrs. Beatty and Family It is will great sorow I learned of the passing of Mr. Beatty. I have fond memories of Mr. and Mrs. Beatty being over at our parents house whether for dinner or at one of the numerous social gatherings. I have one memory to share, when Althouse had a Friday night curling group, my wife, Beth and I were invited to join and help skip a few teams as we were curling at the time. One evening I was skipping and Mr. Beatty was on my team. Several times I would say " sweep Mr. Beatty, sweep" and he would reply "call me Harry". Well having known this man and his wife for most of my life I just couldn't do it. So finally has one rock was coming down the sheet and I was asking for it to be swept, there stood Mr. Hasrry Beatty arms folded and refusing to sweep until I called him by his first name. Well he did win that night and wvery Friday we curled together, but as you can see he still is Mr. Beatty to me. My sympathies with you all, I know that right now Mr. Beatty and my Dad are upstairs working on some techincal project or another renuited once again. Bill
