Condolence: I'm saddened to hear of Howard's passing. I was happy to have just recently reconnected with him. I will always remember him as one of the finest analog circuit designers and certainly one of the best punsters I've ever met... I can still picture the mischievous smile he always had after cracking a pun... Howard and his family are in our thoughts and hearts. -john cohn ~ john cohn, richmond, Vermont

Condolence: I met Howard 34 years ago on the tennis courts at Montgomery College. I was an immigrant from India who was pretty green at everything. Howard gave me some tennis pointers, helped me with my math (my education had been interrupted and I was playing catch-up) and helped me get my driver's license. With patience and humor he taught me a lot. Carolyn taught me American cooking and drove me back and forth to the Baltimore to the immigration office. I share her and her family's sorrow at his passing as all who knew him must. ~ Catherine Rebello Sterrett, New Albany, Indiana

Condolence: I ran out of space ... to continue ... So the winter day came, dear Howard, expected by you and your family as they gathered around you there. But then a stream of light fell upon you as I heard God say these words to you: "This is the time of my favor, I have heard you on this day of salvation; I have helped you. (II Corinthians 6:2)"

Condolence: How do you describe the most perfect man you ever knew? Kind, thoughtful, intelligent, helpful, intuitive, forward-looking, generous, relating pefectly to his faithful wife, understanding his childen, a true friend to neighbors, friends, and siblings. I played tennis in my teens and it impressed me that he also took an interst in tennis in his teens, and became an excellent player throughout his lifetime. When I made a visit to their home in 2008, along with my two sisters, I asked if I could go with him one morning to see him play tennis, a regular habit he had developed after moving to Vermont. It was a great sister-brother experience for me. But I was feeling guilty that while he was a star basketball player as well quarterback at RHMS, I had never taken the time to watch play these sports. When I learned of the terrible sickness that would inevetably take his life Iwrote a poem for him, Winter Comes, publishing it in my Portraits in Poetry,in 2011. The last stanze reads: One day we'll put on our wineter wraps and ski cross country in the snow, Returning home through the woods to fireside there and love and warmth. I too like Robert Frost have promises to keep And miles to go before I sleep. The promises I've made Have kept me going, year by year. But now The winter's here. So the winter day came, dear Howard, expected by you and your family as they gathered around you there. But then a stream of light fell upon you as I heard God say these words to you: This is the time of my favor, I have heard you on this day of

Condolence: A life well lived is never forgotten is so appropriate for Uncle Howard. He contributed personally and professionally to the highest degree. The kind spirit and gentle demeanor he possessed, I am sure has blessed all that have known him and inspired others to look to a simpler, calmer approach to their everyday life. I am grateful to have happy memories of family gatherings growing up and seeing Uncle Howard there and a visit to his home with Aunt Carolyn in Vermont. Wishing Aunt Carolyn and the family peace.

Condolence: To the family and loved ones of Howard N. Leighton, I was blessed in many ways to have Howard as my brother. He was a quiet, philosophical man who expressed his inward thoughts briefly, but deeply. The haiku poetry he sent to me in 2010 may well have been a summary of his life, his early eager years; his many successes mid-life, and then the search for both literal and spiritual "sustenance" at the end. I did not know of some of his accomplishments; he did not broadcast them, but he left a strong example, nevertheless, for his successors to follow. When I write a poem now, I shall remember that he would have reviewed it and made a helpful comment. That is the kind of many he was. Haiku originally written in 2002 and revised in 2005 and 2010, By Howard N. Leighton Early Morning On Pleasant Valley Road Burros bray loudly early this frosty morning- waiting for breakfast. The fog slides slowly to cascade over the dam and away down stream. Deer creep cautiously through the dense maple thicket- searching sustenance.

Condolence: He was themhp best: Among the many things he did was he let me borrow his car to got to college which I flunked out of. Then he told me to apply IBM. It got the job.

Condolence: Howard was a very fine, soft-spoken, considerate and intelligent man. I knew Howard as quite an expert on using a personal computer. He was always up for a challenge, and I can't believe he is gone now. I will miss him as I am sure his whole extended family does. Rest in peace dear friend. Tom McGonegal, Acton, MA, formerly of Jericho, VT

Condolence: As a new secretary at IBM Burlington in the early 1980s I can remember this quiet, gentile man asking if I could type up something for him. He handed me a piece of paper and said "If this format isn't OK, then I can give you a five-mat". It took me a few seconds to figure out what he was saying - the puns are my fondest memories. That twinkle in his eye and his tongue rolling across his upper lip were always hints that he was up to something! Howard, you were one of a kind. Carolyn, my thoughts are with you and your family. Joan Vanderploeg.

Condolence: Carolyn, My sincerest condolences to you and your family on this sad occasion. It was my privilege and pleasure to have worked with Howard for so many years. He was an innovator and a major contributor to all the projects he worked on and got along well with everyone. He was a truly exceptional person and engineer. I share your loss.