Tuesday, May 22, 2018
I'm not sure I have any early memories of Grant St. that don't include Paul Michael. From our fishing days on the school creek to playing minnows in your front yard it seems we were always together. When I saw him in October before we left for Florida I wish I could have known it would be our last conversation. I would give anything to say how much growing up with him meant to me but then maybe he knew. I will miss our laughing over how Turkey hunting could be so frustrating or smiling over the love that was evident when we talked about his daughter. He was a dear friend I will miss so much please accept my condolences.
