May God bless you and your...
If roses grow in heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my uncle's arms and tell him they are from me.
Tell him that I love him and miss him.
When he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while.
Because remembering him is easy, We do it every day, but there is an ache within our hearts that will never go away. (Irish Poem)
Uncle Buddy, I miss your laughter and hearing your voice. You are a genuinely kind man. I am so grateful...
Elizabeth Kreutzer
August 16, 2018 | Fallston, MD