It is with a heavy heart, and a saddened mind that I write this post.
The First Sergeant and I said our goodbyes to our dear neighbor and friend today.
A young man who had endured many health problems from an early age, and yet despite those hardships, chose not to focus on the negative, choosing instead, to live his life to the fullest.
Tony, loved the outdoors, and all the beauty nature had to offer.
He was a dedicated husband, and brother.
A friend to all who met him, his smile would light up a room, his humor would leave you giggling.
His talents in woodworking were impressive.
His love of life, brimming-over.
Godspeed you on your journey 'home' Tony.
There's a triumphant welcome awaiting you.
We miss you already dear friend.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I did not die.
~ Mary Elizabeth Frye