Lieutenant Edwin Bryson Mitchell, Jr.

Life is bitter sweet. My dad, Darrell Mitchell, passed May 22, 2018, 51 years after your death. In going through family papers, I came across newspaper articles of your death. Although yellowed and very fragile with age, Dad would still bring them out on occasion and read them again. All of the memories of that week came flooding back. Dad was your uncle, but more like an older brother to you and Aubrey. He thought you two hung the moon. I can remember how he looked forward to visits and you all seemed to be so happy when you were together. Mitchell smiles beaming all around! He became a tried and true lifelong Georgia Tech fan from the day you started college there. He was always so proud of your integrity from a young age and the honorable man you had become. We have had so many conversations about you over the years. I remember the drive from SC to Atlanta for your funeral. The twins, Gina & Pam so young and Diane pregnant with Cheryl. A loving and caring man to all, taken far too soon. The pain dad felt over your death weighed so heavy it was palpable. Even at age 8, I could feel the gravity of the loss. Yes, over the years the pain slowly got better, but it would immediatly resurface with just the mention of your name. Dad had 84 years and you only 26 short years. You were both loving, caring, giving men and I can’t help but wish I was there to witness the reunion you recently had in heaven. I can just see all the smiles and outpouring of love. I miss Dad but am glad he is home with family. Life is bitter sweet.

Diana Mitchell Harper
1st cousin

June 2, 2018