tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25407346.post8021861652413015103..comments2023-12-05T05:44:05.368-06:00Comments on SILBS SAYS...: Silbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12561606347525787459noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25407346.post-83939964936923327012007-01-13T18:12:00.000-06:002007-01-13T18:12:00.000-06:00When I received your email Thursday telling me of ...When I received your email Thursday telling me of Joe's death, I was shocked--we were just talking about him at noon on Wednesday and the long-range picture. Who knew that 12 hours later he would pass on?<br /><br />As Michael said, "No words can replace a lost one . . ."<br /><br />I've had the pleasure of meeting Joe and witnessing first-hand the love for, of, and by, him by those closest to him. I distinctly remember the excitement of Tammy coming in and greating him with a big hug at your house--I believe it was at your birthday party last year (actually just a few months ago)--a wonderful lasting image!<br /><br />Know that you and Linda, your entire family are in my thoughts at this difficult time.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01867623890912195560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25407346.post-18807750230420502692007-01-11T20:17:00.000-06:002007-01-11T20:17:00.000-06:00No words can replace a lost one, but know at least...No words can replace a lost one, but know at least I walk beside you. I'll be thinking of you during the days ahead. My father died while I was on a paddling trip around Manitoulin Island. At his funeral, I quietly pulled a button off his jacket and keep it in my pocket with my change. It connects us.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10632365495050691161noreply@blogger.com