In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to a scholarship fund for Jacob and Hannah, Rod's grandchildren, and sent to K. Ricker, PO Box 145, Berlin, MA 01503.
Sent by Meg on 26/01/2012
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland