Alexander Andrew "Alex" Crane

It was a cold gray somber morning with rain turning to sleet, then snow - a typical late November day in Michigan and rather appropriate for a funeral. Upon arriving at the mausoleum where my father would be entombed, I noticed that following the hearse was a long snaking procession of automobiles filled with folks who had come to pay their last respects to a man who had contributed so much to the community through education and sports. Rather than grief, I was overcome with awe and respect...

Thank you Dad... for everything. I love you. Stephen Crane