Balfour Turner 

When he lived and loved us in Goldsboro,those long and lovely days ago, we, out of his exceptional hearing, of course, called him Trautwein....it seemed enough. later on as we all grew up and away, it became George, per his request. He has returned here, to visit friends he never forgot, and receive honors...not nearly enough....and he always remembered. EVERYTHING! Being the kindest and most generous of men, knowing my own limitations, he came by to visit and stayed, not just the small polite amount of time, but the whole afternoon. I was so amazed, I took a photo, telling him no one would believe he was here if I didn't! He seemed bemused that I would think that important. It was. We kept in touch in spurts... a letter here, a call, another visit there.... he never forgot. he also never forgot my first day try out in class..and loved to tease me by sometimes referring to me as Miss Lucky Strike... due to my fondness of smoking, and my luck at staying on pitch! You, who knew this wonderful man, will know just how many memories there are that should be shared, but there is just not enough space. He filled up the space in any room, but he made all of us shine so bright. He was the pied piper, He was Trautwein. I loved him dearly.