Dean Morris found me paralyzed and unable to connect with the wider world. He gave me connectivity through this blog, which he created, helping inspire my journey of recovery. In order to write these messages, I first used a prothesis strapped to my right hand, then the right index finger and now all ten fingers (sort of;-)
Dean - If tears could build a stairway and memories were a lane,
We would walk all the way to Heaven, to bring you home again
No farewell words were spoken, no time to say good-bye
You were gone before we knew it, and only God knows why...
Farewell my friend... you brought light into my darkest corner... you are Prince among men... till we meet again...peace
rws
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