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Friday, October 24, 2014

THANK YOU......

THANK YOU

As another high school football season winds down, we wanted to express our appreciation to all of those responsible for the memorial dedication of the Ed Easton Press Box at Coudersport Area Recreation Park. 

Family and friends of Ed Easton ("The Voice of the Falcons")

4 comments :

Anonymous said...

This brings back great memories. We loved Ed and sure do miss him. He will never be forgotten.
Kevin and Sheila

Anonymous said...

I grew up listening to Mr. Easton do the football games on the radio. Sure does bring back memories. Miss him!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

When my dad was living I would sit with him and he would listen. Once in a while Ed would send out a greeting to him. That made his eyes light up. When Ed and Paul Hemel and Paul Gains did the games it was entertaining. Dad liked the interviews. He'd say, This is just like the big networks that interview coaches and give you the stastitics. God rest your soul, Double EE.

Anonymous said...

One night I misbehaved. Things got out of hand and there was a shoving match. Merle Knickerbocker was town cop at the time and he took me before Ed Easton. It was late at night and I was scared (I was about 23 years old). My life, my marriage, my reputation, my job and everything else dear to me was at stake. Those two men spent more than two hours interviewing me about what went wrong and talking to me like they really cared about me. I made a promise to them that things were going to change in my life when it came to drinking and the people I was hanging out with. Ed said, good because if he ever saw me there in his court again he was going to throw the book at me. I did change my life around and I have a great life. I believe if Merle and Ed had not been the kind of men they are at that critical junction in my life I would have ended up in even worse trouble or dead by now. For all of the years that passed since that night Ed always asked me how I was doing. I have tears in my eyes as I write this sincere thank you for being who you were, Mr. Ed Easton.