Heywood Big Day

Deep condolences, love and respect from your friends in Australia, with grateful thanks to Heywood and all the Big Day family for generously shared culture, warmth and hospitality, particularly from myself and my son Rory, with special memories of the Sun Dance. Peace.

William and Jace, I am sorry to read that your father has passed. The written details show a lifetime of caring and sharing. What an amazing man! Peace to you and your families.

During the 70’s I was out of control, I drank way too much. My Auntie Violet was determined to get me sober. I was sent to Pryor at the “boot camp” and “warden” my Uncle Heywood. I under strict rules, I had to get a job, help my Aunt Mary Lou around the house, and stay sober! It was memorable and at times fun. But, I still wasn’t up for parole yet, but I had a job at the elementary school, I didn’t drink. Unfortunately, I fell off the wagon and paid the consequences. I finally sobered up in 1976. I remember the times Uncle Heywood would tell his stories of how to live a happy and good life. I thank him for his words and concern for my wellbeing. Gonna miss you Uncle.