From Greg’s Mother


What gives me some comfort at this time is visualizing my son, Greg, as a meteor flashing across the sky, leaving a trail of sparks of light.  These sparks of light are in you, his beloved friends and colleagues, and in us, his family.  When I see you or hug you or hear from you, I connect with these sparks and, through them, with my beautiful son.  His life was a gift beyond measure and, for thirty-three years, a blessing beyond compare.

Thank you for your deeply touching and overwhelming demonstration of friendship, love, and support.  Please look for Greg’s sparks within yourself and in each other.

-Rhoda (Greg’s Mom)

“Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night, sweet prince.  And flights of angels sing
thee to thy rest.” (Hamlet, Act V, Scene ii)

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