... Our Pride in having brought into being a thing of Beauty
... The Awe when something Wild considers you one of its Own.
... The One who cares enough to explain, to guide, to provide a safe place for the Innocent to experience the REAL world - not a gilded cage, not behind a wall of glass. But allowed to breath the air, feel the earth, splash in the sea, to tumble in the grass, bruise a knee, stub a toe. The One who cares enough to remove a splinter without turning it into a life threatening ordeal.
... That our Parents were once Wide Eyed Children, dreaming of the World yet to come.
Remember the people who changed our lives,
Family who are here...
my mom (on the right) and her sister, Shirley
Those who put their lives on the line for our freedom -
Col. Thomas Nelson Moe
A brief story of Cousin Tom's "post graduate work"
More recently, Tom let Donald Trump have it on national TV via Ohio Govenor John Kasich
Honored by the Vice Presidential pick at the 2007 GOP Convention,
The local Lancaster, OH Sheriffs Office video honoring him for Veterans Day 2015
and those who have gone on.
2007 was my parents 60th anniversary... in 2009 Dad lost his fight with cancer
Michael Stephen Foley
Mike with sister Amy - Christmas 1993
We lost Mikey in a horrendous auto accident in 2000, which injured his young wife.
My stepdaughter, Gina Marie. Shot and killed along with husband, Gerald in 1992
We shared middle school, high school and the Prom,
His love for culture, music, history and art were intense.
We also shared the horrors of his long dignified, but futile, fight against the AIDs virus...
selected lines from our favorite Tim Buckley album:
the candle died
and sometimes I wonder
... through his eye he comes as love and tells her not to cry.
20x24 Oil done from a sketch while he was still doing what he loved most in his bar.
The best friend a person could ever have. Thirty six years was not long enough.
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