Frank, it's been a year since we lost you. We got together at your grave with Erick and Hilary. We laid a red-white-blue wreath at your headstone. We placed two matching pinwheels beside the wreath. It would have made you smile. There's always enough wind to spin the pinwheels.
Later we all went to dinner with Saliena and your children. I look in their faces and see you reflected in their smiles. You'd enjoy watching them grow up ... I sense your presence at the dinner table. The...
Mom & Dad Leif
September 30, 2014 | To,ber Cove