Albert Henry Smale

Albert Henry Smale was born in Camden New Jersy October 14th, 1935. His Mother was Kathleen Hickman and Father was Ernest Craig Smale. He had 2 brothers Chuck and Ronny. He was mostly raised by his Father. Albert always talked of him and his dad working at the horse track and later working in a mechanics garage. He joined the Army in 1953 and received an honorable discharge 1961 with the rank of Sergeant. While stationed in the Army at Camp Hale, he found himself in Leadville, CO where he met the love of his life and wife Kathryn Martinez. They soon married and had 3 children: Matilde (Tillie) Daughter, William (Bill) Son, Samuel (Sam) Son. Albert developed mining skills by working in mines in New Mexico, Butte Montana and Colorado where he called home. He later received a certificate from the United States Department of Labor as an occupational safety and health administrator. Known as OHSA. He became a mine safety instructor in 1992, and he taught mine safety at various mines throughout the continental US. One of his favorite jobs was working for Brown and Root Construction. He was the safety instructor at the job site. He worked alongside a good friend named Fred Baker in Bartow Florida. The job was working on the Florida power plant. He received the president award in 1995 after the completion of the job for no lost time accidents. In his spare time Albert loved to hunt, bowling, swimming, fish and golf. He loved his favorite pet (ROCKY). He also loved his Colorado sports Teams. Albert had 8 grandchildren, 7 great grandchildren and 6 great-great grandchildren.

GRANDPA

Al was the only Grandpa I knew, so to me he was always the best. Memories When I was younger, I remember going to his house and the smell of bacon, potatoes and he cooked really good pancakes. I remember playing basketball with him. I remember staying up all night playing Jaws with him and family. I remember playing football with him. I remember playing tennis with him. I remember helping him with apartment maintenance and him teaching me how to paint and caulk. I remember he liked to swim, he taught me how to swim. Mostly I just felt unconditional love. For some reason he liked to call me bub. I will miss how he smells of Paul Malls. I remember the many trips to King Soupers and getting long johns or Bismark’s. I remember playing cribbage with him. I remember he liked to read the newspaper. I remember he like to make sandwiches. I remember getting nice gifts from him and Grandma. He liked to wash dishes. He took me to watch fireworks, and we were right under them, and I got ash in my eye. In St George we use to go to Harmons to get ice cream. He would give me money to play in arcade in Mesquite. I remember going to the Buffet in Mesquite with him and Grandma. He took me to his work in Utah. I remember racing him. He loved animals and broncos/rockies/nuggets. I remember he use to spend a long time in the bathroom and destroy it. I remember he would always give me a ride; he liked to drive. I remember he got mad because I played his slot machine. I remember he loved reading books. He loved sweets, gizzards, salt, sugar, coffee, shrimp. He loved his precious Sam and did everything to protect him even when it didn’t make sense. I always admire the love my Grandparents shared/showed. There was no Al without Katie. I remember taking my Grandparents to 5 Guys when they were older and watching them hold hands and seeing kindness from random strangers, which gave me hope in mankind. I remember he made me laugh. I will miss his hugs, his smell, the sound of his voice, looking at his big toes and ears, his glass, his hearing aids, him walking around in his robe and slippers.