Al, you had a good heart and many friends. I'll miss your smile and stories of your experiences. I'll miss your unexpected visits with pounds and pounds of mushrooms or huckleberries, rocks and driftwood; the treasures we researched on the internet, the mushrooms we tried to identify; the meals we shared. And I'll regret the mushroom hunting trip we never had. As I go through your things, my dogs look for you at the gate and front door, looking for you to rile them up for a bit of fun. Good bye Al, and God bless you.