JEFF BULLEN

Christine and Tyler, My husband Gary and I met your dad soon after he moved to Pueblo. Your mother and mine became fast friends. I remember the house in which your grandparents lived. Jeff broke his back and was in traction in the family room of the house, and it was here that we met him. He and my brother Bill were thick as thieves, and often were together. I'm sure there are many stories about them. Two years later, the family moved back to Scarsdale and, at the same time, we had moved to State College, PA where Gary was beginning his position at Penn State. They invited us to stay with them for a weekend. We left our two kids with another family, and had a wonderful weekend. Years later we connected with your dad in Colorado Springs. He mentioned the two of you often, and I know that you know my sister, Susan Daniels. She, too, spoke of you and always had wonderful things to say. Your dad was one of the nicest people that we've known. Always a smile, soon followed by laughter, he always wanted to know about us as well as our children. I know that he had many friends including my cousin, Kevin McCarthy. The two of them would sneak out at night and roam around the neighborhood. I was surprised to learn that Kevin did that because his father was one strict man but I guess he never found out. Jeff called us just this past December, and we both talked with him for quite a while. It had been almost ten years that we had spoken so we had lots to say. He told me that Christine was married in the fall and that Tyler and his family were doing well. Ann Baker Kochenberger