New Church Life March/April 2016 | Page 49

    .     For now, though, we will reflect especially on just three qualities of Reade’s. We can picture that these are three among many that the Lord has led Reade into in this life and that the Lord is now leading Reade onward into, even more, in the life to come. They are: • Reade’s keen intellect • His calm and patient reliability A color blow up of the photo of Reade Genzlinger’s beloved Super Cub was displayed • His devotion to the well-being of below the pulpit during his memorial address. those in his life, from clients in business to his own family Bryce Reade Genzlinger was born August 22, 1954, the oldest child of Bryce and Doris Genzlinger. He was born at Abington Hospital, the same hospital where just a little earlier that summer Michael and Geneva Pitcairn had welcomed the birth of a daughter . . . but more on her later. In Reade’s growing up years, the Genzlinger family moved several times. By the time Reade was in seventh and eighth grade, they were living in Puerto Rico, where memories include outings on the family sailboat. His siblings and other friends remember the Reade of that time (who would have been about 13) as a more-than-competent sailor. The sailboat may have had an outboard motor but that didn’t mean it worked reliably, so on returning to the harbor, with father Bryce at the helm, it fell to young Reade to get it all timed just right, lowering the sail as they approached the slip, leaping off the boat onto the dock and tying the boat off, all the while assigning appropriately doable tasks to his younger siblings. For those who know Reade, it’s probably not hard to picture a scene like this, competently and efficiently handled. Reade always had a keen, inquisitive mind, able to figure out a good way, and then the right way and eventually the best way to do things. Lynn still has a clear picture in her mind from 30 some years ago, looking out the window of their home in Horsham, of Reade, sitting outside in the summer heat, studying intently to qualify for a pilot’s license. Once he had passed, the very next day he took Lynn and Kyle (still an infant in the car seat strapped into the plane) up for a ride. When someone expressed surprise that Lynn would let Reade take her and their baby up in an airplane so soon after first qualifying, she said it never occurred to her to question whether Reade knew what he was doing. He was always so careful and so exacting in his approach to things. He was a perfectionist who didn’t expect perfection out of others but only himself. A batch of “Reade’s Almost Perfect Oatmeal Cookies” are to be baked at 347° for 13½ minutes. An attorney associated with Reade in business in recent 151