Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Diane, Micah and Nathan,
I have many more memories of Gary, the child, than I do of Gary the adult. Memories of cousins growing up together in Phoenix. Of riding in the back of Uncle Bob’s pickup truck on the way to Pine Top. Of catching frogs. Of playing sardines.
To have so recently been reconnected to Gary, the adult, and having an instant heart connection with both him, and you, Diane, and then loosing him, is really hard to accept. So many miles separate us. But you are constantly in our thoughts and prayers. Ron and I have told repeated Gary stories. I AM coming to Houston to hug on you soon.
