| A
message to Greg from his friend, Dennis |

|
Early this morning I went for a
walk to collect my thoughts about today-this day
of Greg's Memorial Service. I happened upon a
stone just as friendships happen. This stone is
Greg, my touchstone. Greg was my touchstone. The
person who I could confide in and who would bring
me to center. This symbol is a rememberence of my
soul brother. I felt we were like brothers and
that we truly enjoyed each others happiness. We
shared our innermost thoughts. Greg was my oldest
friend, my best man the first time and my best
man the last time. When I view a sunset at dusk I
will always be reminded of Greg and his art-that
he is in Heaven painting sunsets. |