Jack and Ana Traywick

MEMORIES OF HOWARD MOSS

We have so many fond memories of Howie when he and Rebecca were our neighbors on Creekwood Drive. Howie was a kind and gentle spirit with a deep appreciation of friends and Mother Nature. He seemed to really enjoyed living in the peaceful country-style environment of Fearrington Village, NC. Later, when he and Rebecca moved to Sanibel Island, Fl., we went to visit them. We still have beautiful photographs from that memorable visit.

He was a wonderful craftsman. We remember how diligently he worked on a table and trunk for Kristen and Susan. Both the table and trunk were pieces of art! Another time, while Jack was building a workshop from collected used materials, Howie came numerous afternoons and helped him with the measuring, sawing, hammering and putting in the ceiling, windows and door. Later Rebecca would drop by and the four of us would eat pineapple (that he and Ana loved) or watermelon (that Rebecca and Jack preferred) on our screened-in porch.

Howie enjoyed reminiscing about his flying experiences. Once Ana loaned him a a copy of Lindberg's The Spirit of St Louis. He thoroughly relished reading it and discussing it afterwards. He was also very fond of travelling. He told us all about the trip across the country that he and Rebecca took in their VW van. Also, their trip to France was a pleasurable experience for him.

Howie was a talented artist. We still treasure a beautiful painting he did for us of three large seashells.

It was certainly a privilege to have known him and to have been his friends.

Jack and Ana Traywick

Lynne Maples

Last week Colleen sent me a copy of Howard’s Memorial. It really made me sad, but I also saw a lot of memories which made me smile. It was wonderful. Susan suggested that I send something about my trip to New York with Howard years ago, so I’ll do my best to share this:

When I graduated from High School Howard & Rebecca took to New York City as a gift. We stayed with Howard’s parents and one night we went to a Japanese restaurant with his grandmother. My first time in meeting the family I watched television and liked the game shows, so they took me downtown and went to NBC. There was a program called “Say When!” We sat in the audience and they picked Howard as a contestant—what a thrill! We had to go back home so that Howard could put on a suit, went back to the studio for the taping, and he won the first contest—including a boat—he named “Say When”. Sorry to say, he lost the second contest.

I have had many wonderful memories with Howard, Rebecca, and family and I’ll treasure them always.

Steve Cyester

Oh, Rebecca, this is just the most heartbreaking news. I am so incredibly sorry for Howard, such a dear soul. It's the strangest feeling to think that I'll never have contact with him again...no more letters, not a rare phone conversation, nothing from here on...just memories. Ah, but SUCH wonderful memories.
Howard and I met at a men’s club in August 1989. His first words to me were, "You're about to have the most meaningful experience of your entire life--you're about to discover who you really are." Wow! Just think of the power contained in those words. Probably no other words of that nature have run through my head with such force, with such impact since that day. I will keep the last few letters received from Howard for the rest of my life. I will never, NEVER forget his kindness and generosity toward me. Nor will I forget what he taught me and how he influenced and changed my life.
One of my best memories of Howard happened New Year’s Eve, 1989. He and I ran in the “Run into the New Year,” a 10K race in Beavercreek, Ohio that took place at midnight when the temperature was 2 degrees!
Rebecca, I know you know how special he was. I can only imagine how REALLY special he must be to you and his beloved daughters. Speaking for the men I know who knew Howard, he is held in the highest esteem and is widely loved and thought about and cared for. I'll miss that gentle humorous kind man. Know that I will carry your dear Howard in my heart all of my days. He occupies a very special place there and always will.
I hope to remain in touch with you and your family. If there is ever anything I can do, anything at all, I stand ready to answer your call.

Love & peace,
Steve Cyester

Rick Parker

I first met Howard and Rebecca in September of 2005 when Rebecca asked me for an estimate on rebuilding the pool deck on their home. We went on to build the deck, as well as many other jobs, which gave me an opportunity to get to know Howard and spend a little time with him. He almost always greeted my arrival with a firm handshake and frequently introduced himself as well. Most of the time he would say, "Rick, I haven't seen you in such a long time!" Either way I was always glad to see him as he had such a sweet, gentle spirit about him. Sometimes I would ask him if he wanted to help and he was always ready to try. Much of the time he would be sitting at the table rapidly putting together complicated jigsaw puzzles. If I had time I'd sit with him a few minutes and try to help but I couldn't compete with his skill and determination. Even then he could pick out the right piece for the spot he needed while I couldn't see it even after he showed it to me!
While I never knew Howard when he wasn't sick I can, like Sherlock Holmes, deduce what kind of person he was from his family, his home and especially the woman he chose to marry. His attainments speak for themselves, I wish I could have known him before his illness

Jim and Betty Felder


Dr Howard, as many of us who worked in Clinical Microbiology called him(although he insisted that we call him HOWARD) was indeed a trail blazer,knowledgeable about a variety of things, genial, honest and a good friend.
 
He saw a need for a diagnostic service that would help physicians in their treatment of suspected viral diseases, and with equally talented wife Dr. Rebecca opened one of the first Diagnostic Virology laboratories in the country, and indeed his was the First independent laboratory. The opening of his laboratory helped physicians, microbiologists and other health care professionals improve patient care especially when viruses were suspected to be the causative agents of the disease process.
 
His friendly attitude carried over to his employees including his daughters Kristin and Susan. I came into contact with them and others as they did their part as couriers for the laboratory.
 
My wife Betty and I had the opportunity to visit Howard and Rebecca at their retirement home in North Carolina where we experienced their warm and gracious hospitality.
 
No man had a better friend than HOWARD.
 
Sincerely,
 
Jim

THE MOSS FRENCH FAMILY

I was very lucky to meet Howard and the Moss family during a school exchange in 1984.
Since then, we‘ve always kept in touch and Howie and Rebecca’s French family has enlarged with Fanch my husband and three children Hugo, Bastien and Nina.
We’ve shared unforgettable moments with Howie:

  • In your Dayton Home,
  • In Fearrington, NC,
  • In Goudargue, South of France,
  • In Brittany, where we live,
  • On Sanibel Island, FL.


HIS FIRST NAME REFLECTED WHO HE WAS,
HERE IS HOWIE’s ACROSTIC:

He was smart, generous and gentle, always taking care of others


Oily and greasy Pizzas from a van he didn’t like


We loved him dearly as he did


Artist: he was a talented painter


Rare: his life has been a multi faceted adventure


Dynamic: always ready to practice sport or go shelling on Sanibel beaches

The Ziemian Family

The Ziemian family said...
Howard Moss was a true gentle-man. His kindness, friendly, and loving 
manner set him apart from other men.
How thrilling it would have been for Howard to spend time with his 
delightful and precocious grandson!
Truly, life is not fair!
The Ziemian family wish the Moss family--PEACE

David McDonald

I first met Howard and Rebecca many years ago in Dayton, Ohio. What started as a relationship between financial advisor and client quickly grew into a long term friendship. I soon realized what special friends they are and have stayed close to them over the years. I hope and pray that Howard is at peace now. I will always keep his Christmas card from 1996 in my office. He painted it himself and it always brings a smile to my face and a reminder of how fortunate I was to have met him.

Sincerely,

David McDonald

Pam Zapf

Thank you Kristin. This is a wonderful memorial for Howard. He was such a kind and special person as is your mother. I will cherish my memories and time with Howard. I know that he would be pleased that my relationship with your family has evolved into a loving friendship. My best to you all.
Pam Zapf

John Hamblet

It was about 1980 at a meeting of the Cincinnati Pathologists when I met Rebecca Moss and learned about Diagnostic Virology Services, a new laboratory on the Cincinnati side of Dayton. I learned that it was operated by Rebecca and her husband, Howard, with a staff that included trained technologists. They provided full hospital virological services.

I was retiring as a hospital pathologist and on Rebecca’s invitation visited the Moss’s laboratory. There I met Howard and saw the opportunity to learn much more virology. This led to working from one day to weeks at a time for the years that the lab continued under the Mosses.

My association with Howard and Rebecca led to a close friendship, more commonly with Howard on our weekend runs in various events locally. We both profited physically and an occasionally an award came our way. "

Thank you,

John Hamblet
This was taken on our front porch here in Ohio, from where Howard (who was already sick at the time) on another occasion looked out to the west and commented on how beautiful the colors of the sunset were. He retained up to the end that special gift--the ability to appreciate things, and not just with his artist's eye but also more generally. That's one thing I'll always remember about Howard: his positive, appreciative attitude and his great capacity for enjoyment of even the simplest things. It's a wonderful legacy.

Love,
David