V.L. I am not permitted to write your name due to HIPAA regulations, but you were a good man with a bright spirit.
You were a football coach and a veteran of the Marine Corps. When I met you, you had Alzheimer’s, but still carried the person you were with you. You’d greet people “hut one, hut two!”, and they’d reply “Hut three, hut four!”.
The loyalty I saw with your loved ones inspires me. There was one woman who was your secretary. When her husband died, you were there for her, incredibly loyal. In turn, she was there for you in your time of need, visiting you every single day. She’d bring you Hershey’s Kisses… which you loved to put into your pockets and forget about.
It’s hard to imagine that I will not see you here any longer, or your children, or your former Secretary. I will not forget.
Hut one, hut two, V.L.
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