In loving memory

Rough days up here in Conneticuit. My stepfather Bill passed away this morning after a long long illness. Heart trouble, diabetes, or you could say he was addicted to chocolate and was geneologically not prepared to withstand such earthly joys. He was a good man and good to my mother, as well as to his two daughters.
I'm happy my mother found a love in her life after earlier unjust relationships left her continually to her own inner searchings. But she is strong and has many years of joyful memories to look back on, and many future years to enjoy and embrace life to it's fullest. With her faithful poodle Brucie lapping her face, and my immenent positive floating energies, all will be well, thank you.