Published on Wednesday, 30 November -0001 00:00
A year ago you left us, Our father, husband, friend. The sadness that we felt that day, It seems will never end. The house is still a meeting place, For family and for friends. But, oh how quiet it becomes, When the parties end. We miss your quiet presence, Your friendship and your love. We look to God in Heaven, And think of you above. We know that you are with us, When we hear the cardinal's song. God had this planned so long ago, And know He's never wrong. But, every day we miss you, Whether close or far away. And know that you are near us, And showing us the way. In loving memory of Ron Strand from family and friends. Sept. 30, 1939-April 25, 2007.