Everett R. Maddock was my best friend. Everett died May 4 from Cancer effecting his esophagus. He had not smoked in many years. He was 1 month younger than me.
We collected stamps together. Stamp collecting has become an old man's pastime, and Everett always liked to encourage young people to collect. He encouraged everyone he knew to collect, he felt that sharing his hobby would enrich our lives. He was right. We had very different collecting interests, but in the end we collected the same things: just about everything.
When I first knew Everett, he was a Dispatcher at Yellow Cab. He knew every nook and cranny in Denver, he encouraged me to do the same, and since we first met in 1988 I have lived and experienced Denver from its lowest to its highest. He went on to work with computers, and I consulted him whenever I had problems. He had worked earlier in the Medical field, and I consulted him whenever I had health problems.
Everett was a mountain. He was very tall, very large, he was more ethical than anyone else I have ever known. I will always miss him.
We collected stamps together. Stamp collecting has become an old man's pastime, and Everett always liked to encourage young people to collect. He encouraged everyone he knew to collect, he felt that sharing his hobby would enrich our lives. He was right. We had very different collecting interests, but in the end we collected the same things: just about everything.
When I first knew Everett, he was a Dispatcher at Yellow Cab. He knew every nook and cranny in Denver, he encouraged me to do the same, and since we first met in 1988 I have lived and experienced Denver from its lowest to its highest. He went on to work with computers, and I consulted him whenever I had problems. He had worked earlier in the Medical field, and I consulted him whenever I had health problems.
Everett was a mountain. He was very tall, very large, he was more ethical than anyone else I have ever known. I will always miss him.
