the first time I think I met Dudley it was for David's Funeral. Even as a new member he rounded as many of us up as he could to be in the funeral procession with our military trucks. I still have the memory of Dudley rolling up in a Tan Deuce with the windows rolled down and sweat pooring off his brow because it had an arctic heater and he didn't want to turn it off in fear it wouldn't fire back up on that extremely cold day!
Second time we hung out was from the meeting in Frederick Mike posted a picture of. We met for breakfast, discussed our plan to acquire power steering kits for all that needed on in bulk and then had a mini swap meet in the parking lot.
The last year I went to Aberdeen he walked right up and asked where I'd been? I said life happens, got married, had a beautiful daughter at home and priorities changed a little for the time being. After I showed him a picture of my daughter, like first time dad's do, he said she was beautiful and to take care of my family, they come first!
I'm gone miss Dudley, as a friend, and fellow Steel Soldiers member that can never be replaced. Rest in Peace my friend and I hope to see you again some day.
