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Let me start by introducing myself, so everyone can put the source of this note into context. I am a lifelong friend of Tom’s, separated by 2,000 miles since finishing college in 1985, but still in touch more than any of my local friends. We lived in the same subdivision in Milford, Michigan, and were neighborhood and high school friends. There were so many good times! We actually managed to stay out of trouble, even though we asked for it, just a handful of times.
Mr. Wertenberger was not only a best friend’s dad, but he became my boss after graduating high school, where I worked at the Kroger warehouse. Little did I know at the time how significant that summer job would be, giving me a financial head start well above most of my peers. Working at Kroger for three consecutive summers allowed me to completely pay for my college bachelor’s degree, and still have plenty of cash to party with Tom and friends. This was a job that came to me, in that I wasn’t even really looking. Mr. Wertenberger made this possible, and for that I am so grateful, then, and some 40 years later. I still remember Tom telling me about the job opportunity from his dad, like it was yesterday. I said something like, “sure, I guess I can try it”. Working there taught me job responsibility, about workplace dynamics, and the value of making and managing money. Maybe the most important aspect learned is the thoughtfulness that people can do for one another, just being helpful in general. Mr. Wertenberger was this thoughtful person. In addition to being my boss and friend’s dad, I enjoyed visiting, talking, and hearing his jokes and fun criticisms. While the work there was heavy and physically demanding, I would do it over again without hesitation. But one requirement would be that Mr. Wertenberger would need to be there as well.
Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger, along with my parents, are considered to be part of the “Greatest Generation”. How true it is, while that name is so appropriate for who they are, and what they stand for. They can all be happy for the time window that they lived through, the good times and difficult ones, and all with long lives as well. I wrote Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger a few years back, just to say hello, and let them know I was thinking of them, to share some things about my own family, and to say how Tom and I are still in touch. They both wrote me back with touching letters, and Mr. Wertnenberger said how he was happy that Tom and I remained as good friends. I’m so glad I made the communication with them, and it was great to hear back as well.
My wife Kathy who is also a classmate with Tom sends her condolences as well.
God bless Mr. Wertenberger, Mrs. Wertenberger, all their boys, and their boy’s families. While these passing goodbyes are difficult, try to keep all the great memories current, and reflect on enjoyable moments as time moves on for all of us. I feel very fortunate to have had him in my life. Thank you Mr. Wertenberger.
Sincerely,
Vaughn
Let me start by introducing myself, so everyone can put the source of this note into context. I am a lifelong friend of Tom’s, separated by 2,000 miles since finishing college in 1985, but still in touch more than any of my local friends. We lived in the same subdivision in Milford, Michigan, and were neighborhood and high school friends. There were so many good times! We actually managed to stay out of trouble, even though we asked for it, just a handful of times.
Mr. Wertenberger was not only a best friend’s dad, but he became my boss after graduating high school, where I worked at the Kroger warehouse. Little did I know at the time how significant that summer job would be, giving me a financial head start well above most of my peers. Working at Kroger for three consecutive summers allowed me to completely pay for my college bachelor's degree, and still have plenty of cash to party with Tom and friends. This was a job that came to me, in that I wasn’t even really looking. Mr. Wertenberger made this possible, and for that I am so grateful, then, and some 40 years later. I still remember Tom telling me about the job opportunity from his dad, like it was yesterday. I said something like, “sure, I guess I can try it”. Working there taught me job responsibility, about workplace dynamics, and the value of making and managing money. Maybe the most important aspect learned is the thoughtfulness that people can do for one another, just being helpful in general. Mr. Wertenberger was this thoughtful person. In addition to being my boss and friend’s dad, I enjoyed visiting, talking, and hearing his jokes and fun criticisms. While the work there was heavy and physically demanding, I would do it over again without hesitation. But one requirement would be that Mr. Wertenberger would need to be there as well.
Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger, along with my parents, are considered to be part of the “Greatest Generation”. How true it is, while that name is so appropriate for who they are, and what they stand for. They can all be happy for the time window that they lived through, the good times and difficult ones, and all with long lives as well. I wrote Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger a few years back, just to say hello, and let them know I was thinking of them, to share some things about my own family, and to say how Tom and I are still in touch. They both wrote me back with touching letters, and Mr. Wertnenberger said how he was happy that Tom and I remained as good friends. I’m so glad I made the communication with them, and it was great to hear back as well.
My wife Kathy who is also a classmate with Tom sends her condolences as well.
God bless Mr. Wertenberger, Mrs. Wertenberger, all their boys, and their boy’s families. While these passing goodbyes are difficult, try to keep all the great memories current, and reflect on enjoyable moments as time moves on for all of us. I feel very fortunate to have had him in my life. Thank you Mr. Wertenberger.
Sincerely,
Vaughn
Let me start by introducing myself, so everyone can put the source of this note into context. I am a lifelong friend of Tom’s, separated by 2,000 miles since finishing college in 1985, but still in touch more than any of my local friends. We lived in the same subdivision in Milford, Michigan, and were neighborhood and high school friends. There were so many good times! We actually managed to stay out of trouble, even though we asked for it, just a handful of times.
Mr. Wertenberger was not only a best friend’s dad, but he became my boss after graduating high school, where I worked at the Kroger warehouse. Little did I know at the time how significant that summer job would be, giving me a financial head start well above most of my peers. Working at Kroger for three consecutive summers allowed me to completely pay for my college bachelor’s degree, and still have plenty of cash to party with Tom and friends. This was a job that came to me, in that I wasn’t even really looking. Mr. Wertenberger made this possible, and for that I am so grateful, then, and some 40 years later. I still remember Tom telling me about the job opportunity from his dad, like it was yesterday. I said something like, “sure, I guess I can try it”. Working there taught me job responsibility, about workplace dynamics, and the value of making and managing money. Maybe the most important aspect learned is the thoughtfulness that people can do for one another, just being helpful in general. Mr. Wertenberger was this thoughtful person. In addition to being my boss and friend’s dad, I enjoyed visiting, talking, and hearing his jokes and fun criticisms. While the work there was heavy and physically demanding, I would do it over again without hesitation. But one requirement would be that Mr. Wertenberger would need to be there as well.
Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger, along with my parents, are considered to be part of the “Greatest Generation”. How true it is, while that name is so appropriate for who they are, and what they stand for. They can all be happy for the time window that they lived through, the good times and difficult ones, and all with long lives as well. I wrote Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger a few years back, just to say hello, and let them know I was thinking of them, to share some things about my own family, and to say how Tom and I are still in touch. They both wrote me back with touching letters, and Mr. Wertnenberger said how he was happy that Tom and I remained as good friends. I’m so glad I made the communication with them, and it was great to hear back as well.
My wife Kathy who is also a classmate with Tom sends her condolences as well.
God bless Mr. Wertenberger, Mrs. Wertenberger, all their boys, and their boy’s families. While these passing goodbyes are difficult, try to keep all the great memories current, and reflect on enjoyable moments as time moves on for all of us. I feel very fortunate to have had him in my life. Thank you Mr. Wertenberger.
Sincerely,
Vaughn
Vaughn Mouradian
Thursday October 13, 2022
Let me start by introducing myself, so everyone can put the source of this note into context. I am a lifelong friend of Tom’s, separated by 2,000 miles since finishing college in 1985, but still in touch more than any of my local friends. We lived in the same subdivision in Milford, Michigan, and were neighborhood and high school friends. There were so many good times! We actually managed to stay out of trouble, even though we asked for it, just a handful of times.
Mr. Wertenberger was not only a best friend’s dad, but he became my boss after graduating high school, where I worked at the Kroger warehouse. Little did I know at the time how significant that summer job would be, giving me a financial head start well above most of my peers. Working at Kroger for three consecutive summers allowed me to completely pay for my college bachelor's degree, and still have plenty of cash to party with Tom and friends. This was a job that came to me, in that I wasn’t even really looking. Mr. Wertenberger made this possible, and for that I am so grateful, then, and some 40 years later. I still remember Tom telling me about the job opportunity from his dad, like it was yesterday. I said something like, “sure, I guess I can try it”. Working there taught me job responsibility, about workplace dynamics, and the value of making and managing money. Maybe the most important aspect learned is the thoughtfulness that people can do for one another, just being helpful in general. Mr. Wertenberger was this thoughtful person. In addition to being my boss and friend’s dad, I enjoyed visiting, talking, and hearing his jokes and fun criticisms. While the work there was heavy and physically demanding, I would do it over again without hesitation. But one requirement would be that Mr. Wertenberger would need to be there as well.
Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger, along with my parents, are considered to be part of the “Greatest Generation”. How true it is, while that name is so appropriate for who they are, and what they stand for. They can all be happy for the time window that they lived through, the good times and difficult ones, and all with long lives as well. I wrote Mr. & Mrs. Wertenberger a few years back, just to say hello, and let them know I was thinking of them, to share some things about my own family, and to say how Tom and I are still in touch. They both wrote me back with touching letters, and Mr. Wertnenberger said how he was happy that Tom and I remained as good friends. I’m so glad I made the communication with them, and it was great to hear back as well.
My wife Kathy who is also a classmate with Tom sends her condolences as well.
God bless Mr. Wertenberger, Mrs. Wertenberger, all their boys, and their boy’s families. While these passing goodbyes are difficult, try to keep all the great memories current, and reflect on enjoyable moments as time moves on for all of us. I feel very fortunate to have had him in my life. Thank you Mr. Wertenberger.
Sincerely,
Vaughn