Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Good night, sweet prince. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.


Rest In Peace.
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Lester Suppes said...

Many sincerest condolences on the loss of your father.

When I think of him, I always will remember him making us tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches.

Not to mention him letting us "sneak" by with beer only to find him in the cooler several minutes later.

Oh yeah and who could forget, "Does the old lady...," well you know the rest.

He will always be remembered fondly, as he was more a father figure to me than my own father.

May 6, 2008 at 10:00 PM

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