In Memory

Gregg Hedensten



 
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03/19/17 12:37 PM #1    

William Sisk (Sisk)

I remember many days right after school was over that Gregg and I would throw our golf clubs into the back of my 1959 red Volvo PV500 and head to Chimney Rock or another place where we could get a deal on late afternoon green fees.  I always admired and was somewhat envious of Gregg's ability to crush that little white ball on drives.  Sometimes....it would go where he wanted it to!  We laughed a lot during those times; such a time of innocence.  


03/19/17 12:49 PM #2    

Jacky Spaulding

Redwood Jr. High, Ninth grade, Tribal day.  I was very short and could not see over the crowd in the quad.  I must have been struggling to see because pretty soon I was being lifted high above the crowd and deposited gently on Greg's shoulders where I was able to see.  What a sweet guy he was and I am so sorry to hear of his passing.  Rest in Peace, Greg.

 


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