Thanks for all the work you did to keep us fed and clothed. Thanks for teaching us to work. Thanks for taking us swimming in the river when you went to get sand and gravel for the blocks. Thanks for taking us to Cooke City to enjoy the beauties of nature and the magic of the mountains. Thanks for your testimony of Jesus Christ. Thanks for enduring to the end. Looking forward to seeing your smiling face again someday.
Love
Harold
