From the depths of my heart the memories begin to flood in. The 5:a.m. walks, the coffee, the time you invited us for turnip greens; as we finished you informed us it was actually "poke salad" you picked on the side of the road. The AUTHENTIC compassion you showed everyone you touched! The 60 miles you and Debrah drove to rescue me and repair my truck on the side of the interstate............"For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and melt into the sun. And what is it the cease breathing but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and seek GOD unencumbered" by KAHLIL GIBRAN
I am so grateful to call you my friend. FOREVER in my heart!