May God bless you and your...
We grow older and become so much more aware of the power of memories and the peer group with whom we build our identity. Greg was part of so many aspects of my PDS days. He was part of the loungers in the hall (ever evasive of administrator grumbles); he was among the athletes stretching before practice - girls went up the hiil to the left and the boys across the bridge; he was part of the clan who made the trip up to Coleman for history with Lott. The sadness is not being able to share these...
Anne Russell
September 08, 2010 | Aby Dhabi


