Burpee, Carpenter & Hutchins Funeral Home

It's not written anywhere that the youngest in the family does not go before the older siblings, but it certainly is not expected.  Larry was the baby and always will be.  We were the last to leave the nest.  We played, disagreed, protected and loved each other, no matter what was going on in our lives.  Growing up in T. Harbor was an experience we wouldn't have traded for the world, couldn't get away with anything.  Everyone knew you!  He will be missed by all.  Sail on, my brother, sail on! 143 Sis.