My dear,dear Carroll. How I miss him. We were phone friends for a long time. I went to see him twice -once in D.C. and once when he came back to visit his mom. He was so valiant during his illness. He always had such a contagious laugh (or giggle!!). We shared our joys and sorrows. Even though Marshall only saw Carroll once, they felt they knew each other and would speak on the phone. His brother, Galen, wrote me that Carroll had died peacefully at a beautiful hospice near Durham.
Carroll wanted to help others as long as he could. He worked in the office of St. Philip's Episcopal Church in Durham as a volunteer.
In one of my last cards from him, he was telling me about his newly adopted cat.( He knew I had become a cat owner.) " Her name is Emmy Lou . All Southern girls need two names." !!!
I think that's the way I'll leave it----always with a smile.
What a great guy...we grew up together and attened church a Westover Hills church. We used to play together with the Shinn brothers and tommy Daughtery. I really miss you Carol. God bless you for who you were.
Talk about smart and talented-- our own Carroll Grant had both in spades. From having had the pleasure of working with him on the High Lites to lunch conversations to classes together...what unique experiences !!! We saw each other after HHS...good times as young adults discussing life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. I knew at out 20th reunion that health was a very real issue for him. Carroll made this world a better place....no need for question or discussion. You are sorely missed, my friend.
Carroll was a good friend of Lois' and mine. When we were in high school we sometimes double dated. Carroll and I were roommates second semester of our freshman year at UNC Chapel HIll. First semester, I had been in a room with Carroll Royster and a guy whose father was CEO of Celanese. Boy was that an awakening to how poor I was.
Carroll decided to drop out of Carolina after Freshman year. He moved to New Orleans and later to Washington DC, where he worked for the Library of Congress in the recorded music section. Lois and I kept up with him and woud visit him in DC or at his parents' house and he always came over to see us in Charlotte when he was in town to visit his family in Mooresville, usually around one of the holidays.
Carroll always seemed to have a sense of what was going on around the beltway and always knew the scoop on the politicians. He had a gift for gab and a keen and sarcastic wit about him that was fine tuned by always being well read.
I believe that Lois and I were the first friends with whom he shared the news that he was HIV Positive. Fortunately for Carroll he had good insurance from his government job and he also was fortunate to be in some NIH studies that were the first to get some of the new drugs that helped him a lot. His doctors called him "The Iron Man" because he hung in there way longer than the average guy. He had to live many years under tiring and trying physical, social and psychological circumstances; but he kept his head up and his attitude positive. He was a kind and gentle soul. His laughter never went away even when his problems deepened.
After Carrol retired he moved to Durham to be near relatives and medical care at Duke. When he utlimately succumbed to complications from his long struggle his brother notified us and I attended his service in Durham.
Carroll, Lois and I loved you and we miss you as we gather for our 50th reunion. I think I hear your chirpy laugh.
Margaret Gordon (Singletary)
My dear,dear Carroll. How I miss him. We were phone friends for a long time. I went to see him twice -once in D.C. and once when he came back to visit his mom. He was so valiant during his illness. He always had such a contagious laugh (or giggle!!). We shared our joys and sorrows. Even though Marshall only saw Carroll once, they felt they knew each other and would speak on the phone. His brother, Galen, wrote me that Carroll had died peacefully at a beautiful hospice near Durham.
Carroll wanted to help others as long as he could. He worked in the office of St. Philip's Episcopal Church in Durham as a volunteer.
In one of my last cards from him, he was telling me about his newly adopted cat.( He knew I had become a cat owner.) " Her name is Emmy Lou . All Southern girls need two names." !!!
I think that's the way I'll leave it----always with a smile.
Margaret Gordon Singletary
John Crosby
What a great guy...we grew up together and attened church a Westover Hills church. We used to play together with the Shinn brothers and tommy Daughtery. I really miss you Carol. God bless you for who you were.
Shalom,
John
Brenda Black (Turner)
What a nice, kind guy. He will be missed.
Brenda
Nancy Julian (Hadaway)
Talk about smart and talented-- our own Carroll Grant had both in spades. From having had the pleasure of working with him on the High Lites to lunch conversations to classes together...what unique experiences !!! We saw each other after HHS...good times as young adults discussing life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. I knew at out 20th reunion that health was a very real issue for him. Carroll made this world a better place....no need for question or discussion. You are sorely missed, my friend.
Nancy Julian Hadaway
Charles Lee
Carroll was a good friend of Lois' and mine. When we were in high school we sometimes double dated. Carroll and I were roommates second semester of our freshman year at UNC Chapel HIll. First semester, I had been in a room with Carroll Royster and a guy whose father was CEO of Celanese. Boy was that an awakening to how poor I was.
Carroll decided to drop out of Carolina after Freshman year. He moved to New Orleans and later to Washington DC, where he worked for the Library of Congress in the recorded music section. Lois and I kept up with him and woud visit him in DC or at his parents' house and he always came over to see us in Charlotte when he was in town to visit his family in Mooresville, usually around one of the holidays.
Carroll always seemed to have a sense of what was going on around the beltway and always knew the scoop on the politicians. He had a gift for gab and a keen and sarcastic wit about him that was fine tuned by always being well read.
I believe that Lois and I were the first friends with whom he shared the news that he was HIV Positive. Fortunately for Carroll he had good insurance from his government job and he also was fortunate to be in some NIH studies that were the first to get some of the new drugs that helped him a lot. His doctors called him "The Iron Man" because he hung in there way longer than the average guy. He had to live many years under tiring and trying physical, social and psychological circumstances; but he kept his head up and his attitude positive. He was a kind and gentle soul. His laughter never went away even when his problems deepened.
After Carrol retired he moved to Durham to be near relatives and medical care at Duke. When he utlimately succumbed to complications from his long struggle his brother notified us and I attended his service in Durham.
Carroll, Lois and I loved you and we miss you as we gather for our 50th reunion. I think I hear your chirpy laugh.