First, it took Leah. She was near and dear to all our hearts. Then my friend and Brother, Calvin Koether. We all knew him as Cyclops. He carried a joke and a smile everywhere he went. Next, my uncle Vernon. He was a good man, a mans man. A man who knew the meaning of respect and taught it well. Now, Karen, a kind and gentle heart and the strongest woman I know. When will we eradicate this terrible disease? How many more of the best of the best will it take?
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 22:47:15 +0000