That is on a rock at the Grand Canyon.

I meant to say your Vegas trip. :spin:

When he shall die
Take him and cut him out in little stars
And he will make the face of heav'n so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
~William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

Each year fewer remember.

But for those who do, he dwells within.

He was before my time here................

but I can see he touched many of you,

so he must have been a very good man.

nah. He was a bastard.

When ever I drive through Effingham I think of him.

I don't get through Effingham very often, but, I always wish I knew which cemetary he was in and what name to look up on the registar. If I did, I'd stop and pay my respects and maybe get a photo of the gravesite to share with all his special friends.

I think you may get help. :(

I already Pmmed.

The years pass, yet the tears do not dry up.

What a bastard.

Ain't that the truth. Thinking of all of you who love and remember Skip, today and every day. I didn't know him, but I do know what it is to miss someone that much. July is a tough month.

:molest: <--those are supposed to be hugs, in this instance

I have kept his PM from 14 April 2004 to me. :cool:

I took it all for granted. :( I was sure he'd always be around to fill my box.