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Until Our Next Rendezvous....




Pat,

I'm at a loss for words.  Your passing is difficult for me to process.  It is painful.  But I know that the pain I feel pales in comparison to that which Anna & Tommy feel, not to mention the pain you endured so gracefully over the past year.  You, brother, were and are an inspiration!  You always have been!

I miss you, brother, and I look forward to the day we rendezvous together in the loving arms of Christ.  Until then, keep your arm loose because we will definitely toss the baseball around...  NKAWTG!  Nobody!!!   

Speaker sends          

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