Housenenga, Harlan Joe

Adding to his wit/humor was the voice. Just about every Monday through Friday, at adjoining tables, we would have lunch at the mother church, Sutter's Mill. Knowing him only as Joe, one day inquired as to his full name. In true wit, he stated not being amused with his christian name, nor would he tell me. Asking him for just the first letter, he said H, daring me to guess. Immediately responding with Harlan, freaked him out to no end. In future, whenever introducing me to a friend, he would always bring it up firsthand. Our last entercounter was helping him move and getting the huge truck struck on this very narrow, dead end, dirt road. Good God that was well over a quarter of a century ago.