I looked for you at reunions and asked about you. Haven't seen you since the coincidental time that you were a lighting salesman, on a job with me. I think it was for the Sheldon. My clinic, now is next to your cousins' old gas station. I will have to consider walking this earthly path in a holier way. I hope your years were good. Thank you for being a good classmate. I remember meeting you on our first day of first grade, with Sister Carlissa. I will see about posting our first Holy Communion photo. Thank you for showing me the Mid- East wall painting of your family homeland, then. It gave me good thoughts about your Mom and Dad, starting a good life for you here. May you have a good life in The Promised Land, Greg!