Gerald SWANSON

Three years and five months are passed and I lived every moments of it with you, my love. I am missing you, everything about you. I will keep you for ever and ever and ever.
Yer Joona

Hello my joonam, hello my meaning, my life, my love. I am missing holding you, sitting on your lap nestling on your chest. You are in the hammock of my heart.
Yer joona.

Heollo my love, I am missing you fiercely.

I am missing you my love.

Remembering my brother runs the gamut from riding the handle bars on his bicycle across town to his apartment, tobogganing in deep snow at Uncle Oscar's in Buxton, ducking in his VW when he wanted to whistle at girls and didn't need a kid sister in the car, watching him sing and play with his children, older brotherly advice (sometimes taken, sometimes not), but always love. Miles separated us so often, but never love. Bill is in my heart from my first memory and will always be with me.

We love you, Bill. We miss you terribly and love you. Wherever you are, keep 'em honest. With love and gratitude. NJ, Jess, and the family.

We were friends for nearly a half-century. Few people have the capacity to embrace the evolution of their friendships over such a span of years. Bill was an extremely inclusive man, and I will miss him.

Missing you every day, Bill. Wish we could shoot the breeze a few more times, solving a handful more problems of the world, and conspire once again. I will forever remember you, my friend.

Bill was a great man, father, freind, teacher, and mentor. He stays with me forever.

Bill was an important friend. I will always remember our conversations. I will miss him.