Hey Folks,

Al's funeral was beautiful. Many people shared stories about Al that truly showed how wonderful it was to know him and be a part of his life.

I just wanted to share the poem that was printed in the pamphlet that was distributed at the service.

In Memory

God saw that he was getting weak
And a cure was not to be,

So, He put His arm around him and
Whispered, "Come with Me."

With tearful eyes we watched him suffer,
And saw him fading away;

Although we loved him dearly,
We could not make him stay.

His golden heart stopped beating,
Hard-working hands laid to rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.




------------------
Elliott W.

I tie flies to give the fish something to laugh about.