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Herbert Kenneth Longwell

June 8, 1950 - February 15, 2024

There will be no public visitation and private services will be held with the Reverend Jim Harris of the First Presbyterian Church officiating.

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Herb was hands down one of the nicest, blunt and to the point neighbor I’ve ever had. He would break his back to help me out and I would him too. He didn’t care so share words of wisdom that I will always remember. He’s gonna be missed greatly here in the neighborhood. Let me know if you need any help Doris!

Posted by Scott Hensley on March 8, 2024

Herb and I worked together at the auto auction and then after Covid and him getting run over at a swap meet I started working at his place on the lawn, garden, and other stuff. For the first two years I was at his home just about every day. Now I don't have Herb to help me when I needed it and I can't help him; Will miss him. Posted by Anonymous on February 24, 2024 I didn't mean for this to be Anonymous

Posted by Steve Morris on February 26, 2024

The absolute best papaw there was! So many memories associated, and not all of them clean enough to be retold! I would hold onto him so tight as he scooted up and down Snowshoe Mountain with no fear. Soon after I had no fear either. I loved to go on motorcycle rides with papaw from a very young age. When papaw told you to “Sit down, I got a story for you,” you knew it was going to be a good one. As soon as he would get ready to tell the story, it was like grandma knew and all you heard was “Herbert Kenneth!” coming from another room! He would just look at grandma, straight faced, and say “what?” Lol Our most recent memory included my papaw, grandma, mom, stepdad, my husband and myself. We all met up at a volunteer fire department for a buckwheat pancake dinner. My grandma took a container out of her purse. I watched my grandfather raise his eyebrow. I asked “what’s with the container grandma?” She proceeded to tell us it was “real butter!” Papaw without missing a beat said “Jesus Doris, did you think they wouldn’t have any butter here?” We all cracked up and even the family next to us was laughing. He was never ashamed or held back on anything the he said. He had the best sense of humor. That’s is what made Herb, Herb! We wouldn’t have had him any other way! So thank you for 32 years of being unapologetically you, papaw!

Posted by Kassandra Ober on February 24, 2024

Herb wasn’t shy about discussing politics or for that matter anything else with me. I am fortunate to have had some of what he would call “Dutch Uncle” conversations with him and he wouldn’t hesitate to tell others this is an A and B conversation, C yourself out. I’ll miss the blunt words of wisdom and laughter together.

Posted by Jeremy Ober on February 24, 2024

One of my very favorite customers at the bank. I will remember him for his stories and jokes, his love of cherry suckers, and that old rattletrap pickup he was so proud of. And Doris, he always referred to you as “his rib”. Makes me think of how God brought Adam and Eve together and am sure your marriage was by His design. Hugs my friend.

Posted by Robyn Marlette on February 24, 2024

Herb and I worked together at the auto auction and then after Covid and him getting run over at a swap meet I started working at his place on the lawn, garden, and other stuff. For the first two years I was at his home just about every day. Now I don't have Herb to help me when I needed it and I can't help him; Will miss him.

Posted by Anonymous on February 24, 2024

Herb and I went to school together. One day we wanted to go home and we was trying to figure out a way we can get out of school so back then you couldn’t go to school with any rips or tears in your jeans so we went back behind the school and ripped each other‘s jeans and ended up putting our coats around our waist went to the principals office and they seen the rips in our blue jeans and sent us home. Have fond memories of Herbie and I smoking cigars out his house and talking about the good old days. He will be deeply missed..

Posted by Mike G on February 24, 2024

There is so many memories since I’ve known Herb since I was seven and he raised me as his daughter. He taught me how to drive a tractor and he taught me how to drive my first stick shift when I bought my first car Mom had to drive it home from the dealership ,and Herb took me out to drive it. Working in the hayfield when I was younger and then helping work in the garden as I got older we really enjoyed all our times at the farmers market. The motorcycle rallies that Herb and my mom put on over the years going up on the back of the bike with him at snowshoe and him dragging those pipes all the way up the hill lol . I never did worry about him putting it down, I had full trust in him. He even talked his granddaughter Kristin , and to standing up on the back of his bike, and when he came up to the top of the mountain and said now, let me tell you what happened before you talk to your mother and get her version of this story, and he definitely had some stories. I miss him so much, but I know he’s up there, riding that Harley and Farming those fields of Heaven.. love you!!!

Posted by Sunshine on February 24, 2024

Your long ago work friend wants to express my sympathy for your loss. Keep those good memories in your heart, always.

Posted by Brenda Skinner on February 22, 2024

Well as of February 15th, our ranks have grown a little bit thinner. Herbie was one of the drivers from the “old school.” I met Herbie about 1976 when he hired on at Ozite in Grafton where we hauled carpet. We never ran as a team, but we either led or followed each other in separate trucks running coast to coast and border to border. When Ozite eliminated the private fleet, we then drove for E.I. duPont out of Parkersburg. After they downsized that fleet, I went with Borg Warner out of Parkersburg and I believe he became an owner operator. There was never a dull moment running with Herbie. We ran a lot of miles on old Route 66 between Chicago and Los Angeles. That was before the interstate system was complete. He would invariably order pie ala mode then tell the waitress the “the bigger the dip, the bigger the tip.” It was my pleasure to have known Herbie. And Herbie, if you are reading this, save me a parking spot at the Little America in Flagstaff or the Tomahawk truck stop in Barstow. I will catch up with you in the sweet by and by eventually.

Posted by Robert Pilling on February 22, 2024

So sad to hear this, Herb and I became very good friends after running into each other at our favorite vintage motorcycle swap meets. My sincere condolences to his family and friends. And his Triumph could be heard through out the land! Ride on Herb Longwell ride on buddy.

Posted by Brad Ally on February 21, 2024

Doris, my deepest condolences to losing your lifetime friend, husband, and all around love of your life. He lived a good life and experienced many good times with you. I pray for you and your family during this time of grief.

Posted by Susan Travers on February 19, 2024

Herbie was a great friend so very sorry for your loss I will miss talking to him R.I.P my friend

Posted by MICHAEL R HANEY on February 19, 2024

Melissa, Doris and family, my condolences to you on your sudden loss. Prayers of comfort being sent your way. 🙏

Posted by Tina Bulka on February 18, 2024

Doris, I’m so so sorry for your loss. Please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers. Ilene

Posted by Ilene Corathers on February 18, 2024

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