May God bless you and your...
Where do we go at the end of our days, When our paths give up to the wilderness, To make it to the water's edge among the old roots grown so deep, and away Straight into the hearts and minds of those who remember and beyond. FRED KRUGER, ALWAYS missed NEVER forgotten. May You rest in peace. IMF.
M. Flaum
October 01, 2024 | Friend