MONTE COLE WILKINSON

Monte gave me someone precious, my dog. And when I could not, he took care of Ti until I recovered. He had a big heart for broken little birds until we found our wings. He once told me, about why those like me are treated badly by family: "a flower that grows the highest gets tramped down." A dear friend on a bumpy journey, for me, Monte was a blessing.

In loving memory of a wonderful person. We will love you and miss you always.