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After the "crossing" this morning I learned that my dear brother Roger had passed. Roger was 61. His courage in the face of many challanges was an inspiration to many. I feel like it was his "spirit" that spoke to me on the path this morning.
I love you Rog.
Rest in God.
Posted at 03:32 PM in Poetry | Permalink
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so sorry brother. So glad you had a time of peace before this sad news.
February 09, 2012 at 09:30 PM
I find that I am closest to the Spirit of God when someone passes. I love the color red in the photo.
peter meerwarth |
February 11, 2012 at 10:12 AM
Memories of silly childhood and adolescent memories have been flooding me the last few days since finding out about Roger's passing. Childhood foolish, sqaubbles and high school happenings...who would think that those times and things come flooding back into ones heart, into ones mind at times like these. Funny how you never know the impact someone makes on your life till years later. I remember Rog teaching me the words to the CA song in that little church in Clarks Summit! Funny the things your remember... thinking of you with fond memories and wishing for healing and solace.
Kathie Gilpin Jensen |
February 14, 2012 at 08:55 PM
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