Glenda, I am so sorry for your loss of your father. I have thought of you and your family so many times over the years, and have such nice memories of swimming in your pool, the church picnic your parents invited me to at Hubbard Park, your dad picking us up at the Elton Hotel in Waterbury at some horribly early hour when we came back from the Youth for Christ Convention in Washington, and your dad trying to warn us that we wouldn't like Indian Pudding when we were coming back from your first visit to Northampton and he stopped to treat us all to a really nice dinner. He was such a good and kind man, and I know that he is with your mother at Jesus' side. Much love and my heartfelt sympathy to you and to Phil and to all the rest of your family.