GARLAND and DEXTER – Leon William Towle, 95, went to his mansion over the hilltop Aug. 1, 2011. He was born Dec. 29, 1915, in Dexter, the youngest child of Albert and Aimee (Chase) Towle.
He was educated in Dexter and Garland schools and was the last survivor of the Class of 1933 of Garland High School.
He was a World War II veteran of the U.S. Army and served in Europe. Leon was the holder of the Boston Post Cane from Garland. He was employed for many years with his brother at Towle’s Lumber Mill at Puffer’s Pond. He was later employed by Elwin Crosby and retired from Western Auto Store, Dexter. He was a member of the Eastern Star and Ripley Grange No. 462. Leon was a life member, past commander and quartermaster of Veterans of Foreign Wars.
He is survived by his wife, Nancy Prescott-Towle; two daughters, Elaine Fish and Brandi Towle; two stepsons, Mike and Mark Prescott; a daughter-in-law, Carlie Towle;
nine grandchildren, 16 great-grandchildren, 17 great-great-grandchildren; nieces and nephews; two “adopted children,” Louise and the whole Bowden family, and Everett and his wife, Corice Amazeen;
and all his special friends on his “list” that are too numerous to mention. He was predeceased by his first wife, Ellen; two sons, Jerry and Ralph; three brothers, John, Morris and Richard; and a sister, Irene Edgerly.
There will be no services at this time. Arrangements are by Crosby & Neal, Dexter. Those who wish may leave written tributes at
www.CrosbyNeal.com.
The Measure Of Man
Not – “How did he die?”
But -“How did he live?”
Not – “What did he gain?”
But -“What did he give?”
Not -“What was his station?” But -“Had he a heart?”
And -“How did he play his
God-given part?”
Not -“What was his shrine?” Nor -“What was his creed?”
But -“Had he befriended
those really in need?”
Not -“What did the sketch
in the newspaper say?”
But -“How many were sorry when he passed away?”
“Was he ever ready with a word of good cheer, to bring back a smile to banish a tear?”
These are the units to measure the worth of a man as a man, regardless of birth.
– Shirley Zeive