It has been eight years since you left us here and still it seems like yesterday when you were here with us.
We’ve been missing your kindness ever since. I will never forget how we supported each other when our mum passed away. And few years after you slipped away so suddenly than I couldn’t even believe you were gone. Your creativity is been missing lately since we’ve started with rebuilding our cottage near the lake. Francis you always knew where belong each piece of puzzle.
I remember the summer day while our parents were arguing about a place for planting that apple tree. You came like a king, said that reasons why it should be planted and then just criticized them not to be furious about such a stupid thing and in a minute they start to dig the hole for the tree.
I wish I told you how much you meant to us while you were still here.
1945 — 2003
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