Soren Christiansen
Mr. Burgess was my neighbor across the street from me when I was growing up. He taught me how to mow his lawn and then paid me to mow it myself with his equipment. I have fond memories of that first job. He also had the most amazing pool table in his beautiful Mediterranean style home that looked like a manor :) It had a screened in patio room and he taught me how to properly take off the pool table cover, taught me how to shoot pool, and he taught me how to put the pool table back as I first approached it, which meant clearing the table, getting the soft brush, wiping down the felt, and then covering it back up for the next players, which would inevitably be me. I would often knock on the door and Mrs. Burgess would let me in to practice. She was always so kind. I also
remember the wooden Don Quijote statue (?) in the hallway that I would pass by on the way to play pool. All good memories because of Bernier Burgess. I will miss him.