Cancer took the life of a man who played a large role in my life. My dad's boss (and my mothers boss for most of my childhood), Mr. Harry, a man whom chose my Dad to stand by his side to turn a small handy man service, The Home Doctor, into an extremely successful corporation, HDS Contractors, Inc. later becoming HDS Stoneworks, LLC., over the last 35 years! Harry and my Dad (along with a few others along the way) built a company that serviced nearly half of the US, which put food on our table, clothes on our backs, made family vacations possible, and allowed us to want for nothing. Mr. Harry and Ms. Cindy treated our family as their own. They gave me my first car, a '90 Volvo, they gave it to me in '99 so that I could learn to drive when I got my permit. I drove that car until my senior year of high school in '04. We moved a lot, like every year it seemed, but Mr. Harry took into consideration what toll that could have on a teenage girl in high school and did his best to keep my Dad in the Dallas area throughout my 4 years in high-school so I didn't have to change schools like I had before. We thought that Mr. Harry kicked cancer's ass a little over a year ago and he was going to be around for a while longer to do what he loved, hang out on the showroom floor at the sales office, go measure a job here and there and just be hands-on with this business he had nurtured for nearly half of his life. But... the cancer came back and with a vengeance. He is no longer in pain, he is flying high watching over us and I know that he is in a better place now. Rest in Peace Mr. Harry, you will never be forgotten. To the family, my deepest condolences. We have a strong and courageous angel with much wisdom watching over us and our loved ones.
Love,
Darryln