See you in 1984

Greeting his neighbors to the left and right. Always with a smile that would light up the night.

Driving through the neighborhood so, so slow, 5 miles and hour is as fast as that car would go.

Mr. Turner would always say "Where's that Brandon?" Well here I am saying goodbye to my dear old friend.

It's you one day that I'd hope to see, as I grow up and try to be the "fine young man" that you always said I'd be.

Love,
Brandon

I finally was able to get my hands on the tribute that my parents 10 year old neighbor wrote for my Dad's memorial service.

I thought this was very nice of him. We love you to Brandon.

Some of you know him as Sergeant Turner, Officer Turner, Henry, and Mr. Turner but to me he is Dad. I want to talk about some bible verses that I read and I see my father.

When I told my mother I want to make some remarks she said ok, but you need to write it, and my wife agreed they know I can be long-winded. So instead of speaking from the heart I poured out just a bit of my heart on to the paper.

The bible says (more...)