To my Uncle Carl, when I look back to my childhood there was only one man that I wanted to be like and that was you. Always loving but stern when you needed to be you set the standard of what a young boy should pray he will grow up to be. I will miss you here but know in my heart I will see you again...P.S, please tell Grandma hello
My thoughts and prayers are with the Huff family at this time. I remember the Huff's from Parkway Baptist when I was young.
We will miss Carl. He was like a grandpa to us. Love Michaela, Martine, Mathieu. Love Bill and Suzanne
"Do not stand
at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight
on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the
I am the soft uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star that
shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there.
I did not die."