Dear Dan,
Art, Mary, Sandy, Arlene and you my friend have left a void where once faith and a caring family throve. We who are left, struggle to adjust to a poorer reality. It is when the rains come that we turn inward to reflect, to resume reading, to check the relevancy of our points of view, and to remember....remember the quality and sticky richness of our lives and the people both past and present who make it so. It is the warmth of the love we feel for them that helps us survive the dark days........these are the dark days and we are the hollow men* but for the remembrance of you.
Thankyou!
*T. S. Eliot "The Hollow Men"