Was hoping he was just taking a break but figured he was gone.
We will find you later on the other side brother. You will be missed.
We will find you later on the other side brother. You will be missed.
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RIP SIR. Prayers for family. First holidays are always the toughest without loved ones.
It's happenings like this that remind us all that we are not just solely a name on the internet and nothing else, but rather a real life living, breathing, and bleeding person. Life is short and we all will someday wish we "just had one more day".
RIP
RIP
Was always counted on to post beautiful photography and words of encouragement when things were not going well. Loved the Lord and wanted everyone to know the freedom that he did.
You are missed brother but I know you are basking in the very face of your Savior today and that makes me happy.
You are missed brother but I know you are basking in the very face of your Savior today and that makes me happy.
RIP
We just had a funeral for my uncle two days ago. Cancer as well. Wish we could spend all the effort we spend on Covid and divert it to cancer.
We just had a funeral for my uncle two days ago. Cancer as well. Wish we could spend all the effort we spend on Covid and divert it to cancer.
Condolences to the family and friends.
I think this is appropriate,
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
I think this is appropriate,
In Flanders Fields
BY JOHN MCCRAEIn Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Rest In Peace brother.
SEMPER FIDELIS.
SEMPER FIDELIS.
May he RIP... prayers for a life lived and those he loved. God rest his soul forever.
Godspeed Brother and prayers for your family. Semper Fidelis.
