Richard Sigismond

He was a real gentleman. Besides his interest in UFOs, he was an amazing gardener. Every year his front yard would burst with shapes, colors, and fragrances. He loved to chat about his flowers, next year's plantings. I saw him quite regularly for awhile as I delivered his mail. I know this is woefully untimely, but I had moved away. Thanks for the friendship and lovely gardens.

May the love of friends and family carry you through your grief. As time passes may you find peace in the memories you share, and comfort from the hope that God is close to the broken-hearted.