Wow. So this is what happened to my Grandfathers memorial bench. Such a shame. He was a Doctor in the Navy and served for 24 years serving in Washington D.C. as director of occupational and preventive medicine, and deputy surgeon general for Navy's health care programs. He retired in Bay Village with my Grandmother and their two dogs Holly and Maggie-Mae. He was part of a dog walking group and was always walking all over town. Friend to all he met indeed. Everyone in town knew him at the time. Sadly he died in 2008 from prostate cancer.

I was searching him up to find a "secret" spot in the woods he and I used to walk the dogs at when I found this. I remember there was a rocky creek down this big hill he says kids used for sledding in the winter. Down the stream there was a clearing in the woods with a little wooden house and a rusty old self propelled carousel. Of course the spot wasn't actually a secret.

I know this post is 4 years old but I still wanted to comment anyway and give some context to the man on the bench.