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February 09, 2012


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so sorry brother. So glad you had a time of peace before this sad news.

peter meerwarth

I find that I am closest to the Spirit of God when someone passes. I love the color red in the photo.

Kathie Gilpin Jensen

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.

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