Henry and Karen Lautzenheiser live in Justice, Ohio on a 20 acre farm. I first met Henry at Heck’s Corners in Massillon, Ohio when we were in the eighth grade. We lived a short walking distance from each other near Heck’s corners, and were friends through High School. We both took auto mechanics, at Washington High School in Massillon, and he got really good at it. I was too much of a goof off to learn much. Henry pulled me and my brother John out of the Ohio Canal one winter, probably around 1949 when the three of us went ice skating. We were probably a mile or two from home when John and I skated onto some thin ice and we both went through. Henry was behind us, and fortunately, he didn’t go through the ice, or all three of would have probably drowned. Henry laid down on the ice to spread his weight over a larger area, and then inched over to the opening in the ice and was able to pull my brother and I out of the freezing ice water. The three of us then skated back home. By the time we got there, John and I were both icicles. “Good times.” (Except for the falling through the ice thing.)
GRADATION FROM BOOT CAMP AT BAINBRIDGE, MARYLAND IN 1954. I APPEAR TO BE DISTURBED ABOUT SOMETHING, AND THE GODDESS OF THE DESERT LOOKS CONCERNED. (OF COURSE SHE WASN’T THE GODDESS OF THE DESERT IN 1954.) MY MOTHER AND FATHER DROVE MY HONEY ALL THE WAY FROM MASSILLON, OHIO TO SPEND THE DAY WITH ME. THE BAINBRIDGE BOOT CAMP IS NO LONGER IN EXISTENCE; NOW IT’S ALL CONDOS.
Henry and I enjoyed hunting and fishing as youngsters. (Gezzer speak for young people.) On one occasion, we went to Nimishella reservoir, a good fishing lake near Massillon, and rented a boat. After we located a good fishing area, I cast my line out and immediately heard a yelp from Henry’s end of the boat. The hook on my line had got stuck in Henry’s eyelid. There was no way we could remove it without damaging his eyeball, so we quickly rowed to shore and talked a fisherman into taking us to the hospital. The doctor in the emergency room was able to remove the hook without further damage, but I felt terrible about it for several days after we got home. We were both lucky that Henry didn’t lose an eye that day. Henry, for obvious reasons, and me because I would have had his loss hanging over my head for the rest of my life. Fun times. (Except for that hook in the eye thing.)