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April 24, 2002
Happy Birthday Grampa. You are in my thoughts everyday and I miss you so much.

Love Meliss
April 13, 2002
Good friend from New England Tel.,also a neighbor on Island Pond Rd.
September 23, 2001
SSorry to hear this news,One of the good guys gone.
September 20, 2001
EULOGY
(BY Sandy Erdmann)


All will be well because God makes everything beautiful in its time. I believe today God is reminding us to ponder the beauties of life and not the pain of death. My father, in many, many small ways, lived a beautiful life.

We’ll remember him as ever the patriot who took any opportunity to display the American flag; as a wonderful brother who was always there for his sisters; as a best friend to his brother; and as a lover of children and animals with always room in his heart for one more.

We’ll remember him as ever cheerful, happy-go-lucky, always smiling. We’ll remember coffee on Sunday mornings with him, his whistling at stop lights to make them change from red to green, the “horsey” rides at his knee to the tune of “arup-de-doo-de-doo” that continue down through the generations.

He was a man who got a kick out of having his annual hot dog and beer on his birthday, even this year on his 82nd birthday. He was the chief meat buyer in the family, but he doted on lobster; a man who loved his breakfasts out on Wednesday mornings with his buddies.

He was always young at heart. In his early years he and his two brothers would sneak out of their bedroom at 4am on days the circus came to town so they could help set up the big tents. Why I probably love the 4th of July must be from the memory of all the cap guns he managed to buy for 5 of us kids every July 4th.

He was a man of Irish integrity—
Meat shopping with his friend every Thursday night for years ended with the question, “how about a little smile” which meant the whiskey would soon be on the table..

He was a man of great patience—
His plumbing jobs in his son’s basement would sometimes end in leaks, yet leak after leak he’d say “oh well” and do it all over again, and again, and again, until poor Robert would be soaking wet; and then there was the time he and his friend once labored to build a beautiful boat in their cellar and then couldn’t get it out through the door, but somehow it did appear miraculously on the lawn.

He was a man of decisiveness—
Grocery shopping with him meant all your groceries were melting in the car,while he was still at the counter deciding on the best packaged meat – not too big, not too small, and certainly “not that price”!

He was a man of great character—
Blackie the cat would only come in the house for him.

And, he was a man of great practicality—
There was a time when one of us adult “children” decorated our whole house with tons of Christmas lights, and when Dad came to visit, he sneaked around the corner of the house to look at the electric meter going around instead of the lights.

These memories and many more are part of what prompted my mother to choose this beautiful memorial poem for her husband, our dad.

Your gentle face and patient smile
With sadness we recall,
You had a kindly word for each
And died beloved by all
The voice is mute and stilled the heart,
That loved us well and true.
Ah, bitter was the trial to part
From one so good as you.
You are not forgotten loved one
Nor will you ever be.
As long as life and memory last
We will remember thee.
We miss you now, our hearts are sore,
As time goes by, we miss you more,
Your loving smile, your gentle face
No one can fill your vacant place.

God blessed your life, Dad, and with that he blessed ours.

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