Gone but not Forgotten

You were the first man friend I had on spaces and right off we hit it off.  I became so fond of him, he was like an old friend I looked forward to talking to each day.

Even though we hadn’t met in person, it was like I had known him all my life.  When you laughed, he laughed , when you cried, he cried, and when you teased , he teased back, Always, Always there for you no matter what.  Thats the Al I knew.

 

Last Memorial Day I had red white and blue petunias and in the pot there were three American flags, one for my dad, my husband and my buddy Albert Wren.

As you know dear friend I don’t know how to post graphics, but this was the picture I gave you last year.

 

I told him I was going to DC this summer and I was going to visit the Vietnam Memorial and he asked me If I would stand in silence and salute all those brave men for him.  Always thinking of others.  That will be the first thing I do is salute your fellow commrades and then you my friend.

 

In loving memory of my friend Albert Wren whom I will never forget and the friendship he extended to me in this world we call spaces.