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        Alec A. Demeter
Aug. 5th 1922 - July 6th 1999
Dad ,
  There is not a day that goes by that I am not thinking about you. Although I am slowly learning to live life without you, I miss you so much, and there is a part of my heart that is missing forever. I miss our shared love for your grandchildren, our early morning talks, our enthusiasm for science, especially space exploration. I miss the old days , your pancake breakfasts, hiking in the woods, fishing at the lake, toboganning in the snow, your kiss good night. You taught me so much Dad.
I am so thankful we had that final day to say all the things that we needed to say to each other.
And thank you Dad for the dream up at the cabin. I know you are ok. You are our guardian angel now and I feel your presence often. When I take out the telescope and view the stars, I remember our planet, and know we will meet again.
Love Sue
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there I do not sleep,
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumns rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds
in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

Author Unknown.
Midi playing "By The Sea"
(c) 2000 Bruce Deboer
Used with permission
www.mp3.com/BruceDeboer
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