May God bless you and your...
John Halko . . . you left, and I was unaware. I always knew it would be that way. Stouthearted men may have a few tears. Not unlike the fresh-cut flowers which mark the sad occasion, they'll soon dry up--who will know ? Reflections of yesteryear put you and me on old wooden ladders attempting to retrieve pears from fruit trees which weren't always so easily accessible. The time we filled in your backyard crater with dozens of wheelbarrows full of dirt, and ofttimes we exchanged garden...
Carl Krug
March 31, 2008 | Trenton, NJ


