Some of my happiest childhood memories are at the Carroll house in Stamford. Mr. and Mrs. Carroll had such a warm and welcoming home. I remember my dad bringing Sparky to play with Zephyr while he talked with Mr. and Mrs. Carroll and I played with Sarah. Dad was a Mets fan and Mr. Carroll may have rooted for the Red Sox, but they both loved the underdog and, of course, their dogs. It's beautiful to see that your family is as loving and strong now, only bigger. What a great legacy of love and leadership he left. I'm so sorry for your loss, and I send love from the Keaneys to dear Mrs. Carroll, Sarah, Mary, Jim, John, and all who loved Mr. Carroll. His love is forever. May you find comfort in each other and in his everlasting lessons and love.