Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Mom, Verne and myself had the nicest visit with Mike and Karen on their front porch on June 11th. Mike had just finished mowing all his acreage and was showering. When he came out, he was wearing his striped bibbies, no shirt, no shoes. (typical Mike) He laughed and said, "I only take one shower a year, and you had to come that one night." So I laughed and said we would come twice next year. But, we won't get that chance now. I want to tell them how much they will be missed by friends, relatives, neighbours and total strangers who use his trails for their own reflections. Love ya 'Cuz.
