SIDNEY "Sonny" KLEIN

Sid not a day goes by that I don't miss you and think of you. I can't believe it's been 8 years since you left us. Ellis, Simone, and I loved you so dearly and remember the wonderful times we shared often. Your paintings are in every room of my house and your love and light are always in my heart. I miss you so much, dear friend. Our talks and our walks, on the phone every day and wandering the neighborhood. You were the mensch of my life and I will never
Forget you.

David, Sherri, Alex and Nicky I send my love and remembrance of your dear Grampa Yoda it's good to know he and Deanne live on in you

Actually, I googled the name Sidney Klein in search if Carol Kings father. I came across this wonderfully written obituary. Obviously I did not have the good fortune of knowing this good man, but after reading this, I sure wish I did. As I sit on this deck, overlooking a beautiful fresh water lake, I ponder, not only the beauty of Sonnys painting, but what it must feel like having a gift to capture Gods creations, using only a brush and water paint.
Further, having a warm and positive disposition that inherently benefits you by given you only view of all things good. To Davids son, and the brilliant writer who penned this memorial, I learned a lesson today, and will try to mentor Sonnys perfect outlook on life. My Best-Tom Black.

Je n'ai que de bon souvenir avec Sidney. J'aimais sont ouverture d'esprit nos discussions. J'aimais sa façon de rire. Son regard complice. Un citoyen du monde.Merci pour tout ces moments. Je finirai par une expression qui nous faisait complice: my best american friend !!!

Lighting a candle for you, Dad. I truly cannot believe that it's been a year. Time flies. Your memory and our love for you remains very strong in our house.