For Mr. Lorin Marshall.............1917-2011
Mr Lorin Marshall passed away in Macon on March 3, 2011. He would have been 94 in a few days. His life spanned 16 presidents as well as the Great Depression, WW2(in which he was a participant), the Cold War and all the ups and downs in between.
I was only privileged to know him for a short time but will always carry the memory of a very fine man. His sense of humor was endless and sometimes had a slighly mischevious edge to it, but it was always good spirited. An incredible spirit of optimism pervaded his life and his entire being. Hundreds of pages would be necessary to document his life, especially to tell all the stories. The stories almost sound as if they were picked from the great humorist Mark Twain's writings but they were Mr. Marshall's own, he lived and breathed each one. ( "But don't tell Jerry!")
His family is collective reflection of his spirit. Lorin Marshall is now with his beloved Gretchen who passed away in 1988, and his family can wrap themselves in a cloak of many great memories whenever they encounter the emptiness of his presence. I have taken the liberty to write down a few for myself for the future.
The picture at the top of the page has a Red Tailed Hawk in it. He is just about in the center of the picture. He came in from Macon in January in pretty bad shape but finally decided to leave this Bed and Breakfast. On March 8 he was released into the trees with all their new growth. He is facing east toward Macon. His release is dedicated to Mr. Lorin Marshall. Perhaps now when you see a Red tail Hawk we will all remember the joy Mr. Marshall gave to us.
Mr. Marshall, this bird's for you!
Steve Hicks
I was only privileged to know him for a short time but will always carry the memory of a very fine man. His sense of humor was endless and sometimes had a slighly mischevious edge to it, but it was always good spirited. An incredible spirit of optimism pervaded his life and his entire being. Hundreds of pages would be necessary to document his life, especially to tell all the stories. The stories almost sound as if they were picked from the great humorist Mark Twain's writings but they were Mr. Marshall's own, he lived and breathed each one. ( "But don't tell Jerry!")
His family is collective reflection of his spirit. Lorin Marshall is now with his beloved Gretchen who passed away in 1988, and his family can wrap themselves in a cloak of many great memories whenever they encounter the emptiness of his presence. I have taken the liberty to write down a few for myself for the future.
The picture at the top of the page has a Red Tailed Hawk in it. He is just about in the center of the picture. He came in from Macon in January in pretty bad shape but finally decided to leave this Bed and Breakfast. On March 8 he was released into the trees with all their new growth. He is facing east toward Macon. His release is dedicated to Mr. Lorin Marshall. Perhaps now when you see a Red tail Hawk we will all remember the joy Mr. Marshall gave to us.
Mr. Marshall, this bird's for you!
Steve Hicks
