Twenty-five years today, we lost a son, a brother, and a steadfast, unique individual  to all who knew him. His death turned the week from heaven into the week from hell.

Those years have passed by, as years seem to do, in the proverbial blink of an eye. Thank God that we have twenty-nine years of memories to draw upon before that awful day when Gary left us.

We all miss you dearly. I think all the time of what might have been in your life, in your career, in your marriage . . .

You were a good man and the world would be a far better place with you in it.

We all love you, my son!

Dad  (Duke)