I am the youngest of the Joseph Ellis children. During my childhood, I didn’t spend a lot of time with my Dad but my memories of him are vivid.

I especially remember my train ride with him from Asheville to Detroit. I remember being so excited about being with him and every time I looked at him, he was looking at me. I wonder what he was thinking? I cherish that and other memories.

Although my dad was older than most fathers, he was gentle and kind. I can never recall a harsh or unkind word. He would always tell me little things like no matter what you are wearing, always try to look neat. Although our times together were brief, my memories of him are so cherrished and I see him all over in the lives of my brothers.