William L. Handler

I miss you I think of you everyday little brother forever Loved your sister Wilma (Roach)

Thinking of you today and stumbled back on this guest book. Very bittersweet to read all of the memories. You are still missed each and everyday. Love you Julie

will..it's been a year already...you are deeply missed by all. i know your up there watching over everyone everyday! until we all meet up again!!!

it is now been one year since you have been gone and i still think about you everyday. i know you are watching over all of us and wishing we were not so sad but you are trully missed.i love you and will see you again some day this i know!!! i still remeber the late nights you comeing over to see jeanine and we begging me to make you fried chicken! i love you man we had some great times.

Tomorrow will be 1yr since you have been gone and it still don't feel real. This week has been so hard and so emotional for me and your kids. I don't know how many days I wake up wishing it was just a bad dream. I wish I could say things are getting easier but their not. The only things that have been getting better are my dreams of you. I have had such wonderful dreams about you just being away for a while and when you return home things are so happy and life is how I always wanted it to be...

Oh my gosh time doesn't heal wounds, it seems like yesterday I was fussing at you and Louie and the other boys for one thing or another. so Many years you were one of my kids and of course you still are. Your resting place is so wonderful, there are so many people that carry love for you. I found a picture the other day you and speedy were in the driveway dancing you were about 13 or 14. looking at your picture brings me saddness and happiness, saddness because I miss you and happiness...

Will still remembering all the memories of childhood. I miss and think about you regularly. I hope all is well. Love you. Rhonda:)

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.