Wilbur G. Griffith
Shared Memories
My brother Willie had a funny sense of humor and really liked being a good Uncle. He always made sure to take care of nephews and nieces throughout his life. Holidays, birthdays, he would give gifts and he had a quirky sense of humor sometimes with gifts he gave. one time i remember he had given his nieces a stuffed Llama that was big enough to sit on. We especially remember one year my house was so full of gifts on christmas it was from front door to the kitchen, He was a good guy even though we butt heads sometimes. My sons remember the sporting events he took them to and getting them interested in wrestling and Philly teams. He once traveled all the way to Australia by himself. He was proud to be a School police officer and never missed a day. Uncle Willie will be remembered fondly , he really was "one of a kind".
I will always have the memories of when uncle Willie would take me and my brother Chris to the wrestling matches at the Civic Center. (NWA) That was the golden era of wrestling. We would root for color(blood) in every match and back then it would happen a lot. He definitely started my love of wrestling and all of the Philadelphia sports teams. He taught me that being a Philadelphia sports fan is a love-hate relationship. We have a reputation, you know, and I will carry that with me until I see you again. Meanwhile, every time I’m either booing or cheering our home teams I know he will be too. He will be missed and never forgotten.
I have fond memories of Willie from back when he would my brother and I to the wrestling matches at the Civic Center. ( NWA) That was the golden era of wrestling. We would root for color (blood)in every match and back then it happened a lot. He is the reason why I love wrestling and eventually passed it on to my youngest brother later in life. He also loved all the Philadelphia sports teams and definitely got me started being a Philly sports fan. He may be gone, but he won’t be forgotten, because every time when I’m yelling at our home team, I know he will be too. He taught me that being a Philadelphia Sports fan is a love-hate relationship. We have a reputation, you know and I will always carry that with me until I see you again. In loving memory of my Uncle Willie.
I have fond memories of Willie from back when he would my brother and I to the wrestling matches at the Civic Center. ( NWA) That was the golden era of wrestling. We would root for color (blood)in every match and back then it happened a lot. He is the reason why I love wrestling and eventually passed it on to my youngest brother later in life. He also loved all the Philadelphia sports teams and definitely got me started being a Philly sports fan. He may be gone, but he won’t be forgotten, because every time when I’m yelling at our home team, I know he will be too. He taught me that being a Philadelphia Sports fan is a love-hate relationship. We have a reputation, you know and I will always carry that with me until I see you again. In loving memory of my Uncle Willie.
I will always have the memories of when uncle Willie would take me and my brother Chris to the wrestling matches at the Civic Center. (NWA) That was the golden era of wrestling. We would root for color(blood) in every match and back then it would happen a lot. He definitely started my love of wrestling and all of the Philadelphia sports teams. He taught me that being a Philadelphia sports fan is a love-hate relationship. We have a reputation, you know, and I will carry that with me until I see you again. Meanwhile, every time I’m either booing or cheering our home teams I know he will be too. He will be missed and never forgotten.
My brother Willie had a funny sense of humor and really liked being a good Uncle. He always made sure to take care of nephews and nieces throughout his life. Holidays, birthdays, he would give gifts and he had a quirky sense of humor sometimes with gifts he gave. one time i remember he had given his nieces a stuffed Llama that was big enough to sit on. We especially remember one year my house was so full of gifts on christmas it was from front door to the kitchen, He was a good guy even though we butt heads sometimes. My sons remember the sporting events he took them to and getting them interested in wrestling and Philly teams. He once traveled all the way to Australia by himself. He was proud to be a School police officer and never missed a day. Uncle Willie will be remembered fondly , he really was “one of a kind”.