Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Carl, I will never forget you. The first time I met you, you asked me to tell me all of my good news and none of my bad. Fortunately, I had very little bad to tell you. I’ll never forget how you watched our little foster twins learning to ride their bikes on the cul-de-sac. The gleam in your eyes expressed your warmth. I met Henny only a few times but knew she was lovely in those few meetings.
You were a gentleman till the end, and I wish you the sleep of the angels, of whom you were one.
