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dick & edith wagner
January 17, 2011
and shipwreck saluted smartly and asked in a firm voice "permission to come aboard sir?" and God responded "permission granted my dear and faithful servant .... come aboard and join me in my neverending voyage ... you may take the wheel one day at a time"
Michael Jullie
January 16, 2011
When Mike was a senior (First Class) at King Point, he was also the head of RBU (Regimental Broadcast Unit). I was a plebe then and a member of RBU. I did not get to really know Mike as he soon graduated. The next and only time we met again, I was the head of RBU as a first class and he came to visit the academy. I think he came “over the wall” (not through Vickory Gate as most visitors do) because….he had with him his close friend who would probably not be allow on campus. Mike had a pet MONKEY which he let loose in RBU. I didn’t care as I love animals and always thought that one day I would get a “monkey” as a pet but, after that encounter I sort of changed my mind. That Monkey almost destroyed RBU by taking all the phonograph records out of their jackets, throwing them on the floor, etc., but the biggest problem is that we did not have a “Monkey Head” in RBU. Needless to say, we spent some time cleaning up the poop and pee after they left. We all had such a laugh and I will never forget it. God speed Mike and may fair winds always be in you sails on your final journey--Mike Jullie “63.
Walter Lacher
January 16, 2011
I first met Mike when he was going to Kings Point with my Brother Ralph Lacher.
Mike spent many "leave days" at my parents house in Little Neck, N.Y. and I got to know him very well. Mike used to accompany my Trombone playing on the piano (I thought he was a terrific musician.) Even though I have not had contact with him in 50 years, his great personality and smile stay with me to this day. My condolences to his family. So long Mike, from Ralph's little Brother.
JOHN SANDS
January 15, 2011
I FIRST MET MIKE 35-40 YRS. AGO WHEN I WAS TRYING A MARITIME CASE FOR A PLAINTIFF WHO WORKED ON THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER. MIKE REPRESENTED THE BOAT COMPANY WHO WAS THE DEFENDANT. I WAS IMPRESSED WITH HIS KNOWLEDGE OF MARITIME MATTERS & AFTERWARDS I CONSULTED WITH HIM RE CASES THAT I HAD THAT DID NOT INVOLVE HIS CLIENTS. THRU THE YEARS WE USUALLY DID THIS AT LUNCH IN CHICAGO. THE LAST TIME WE DID THIS WAS AFTER CELEBRATING A VERDICT THAT HE HAD HELPED MY SON & I OBTAIN. MIKE PAID FOR THE LUNCH, SO NOW IT'S MY TURN & WHEN I MEET HIM UP ABOVE THE LUNCH WILL BE ON ME. JOHN SANDS & ASSOCIATES.
January 15, 2011
My deepest sympathy to you Rosemary and family on the passing of Mike--He was such a great host when our daughter lived in Chicago and a great friend to Joe- I know and feel for what you are going through at present- Noel Morrissey in Ireland
January 14, 2011
Rosemary and Girls:
Mike was a great friend, loved by all.He will be remembered fondly and missed by all who were blessed to know him.May he rest in peace. So long to a wonderful guy.
Ray and Sandy Taylor
Kristen Carlson
January 14, 2011
This poem reminded me of Mr. Snyder. I will always remember him with gratitude.
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The Poetry Foundation
Kristen Carlson
January 14, 2011
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The Poetry Foundation
Tom Murray
January 14, 2011
May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.
January 14, 2011
Rosemary you and the girls have my deepest sympathy.
Sincerely, Jane McCarthy
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