Wednesday, October 23, 2019
Many memories of my oldest brother Mel. One that stands out is when I was about 12 years old staying at the farm with Mel, Marlene and the children. Mel.’s German shepherd disappeared. He was sure a coyote or wolf had gotten his dog. Mel and I set out to look for it in the middle of winter. Unfortunately, we never found the dog but I remember our special time we spent together.
Love you Mel. Going to miss you.
