have one girl Susan and three boys, Craig, Rodney and Paul. Russell married Shirley Barlow. They have a son Ricky and a daughter Natalie.

PB’DRIES 0F BEUVDNT

(A little boy returns - now a grown man).

For boyhood days we cry, a little lost cry is hidden deep within the man. There lies a bit in ALL of us, and when we die -- we take a piece of life with us. Tennyson in Ulysses speaks:

I'am a part of all that I have met, and it is so. Within the coals that forges us -- there's a heat that lingers on in love

until we turn to rust.

Describe --

The Bay, the bay in moonlight

A sflver highway to lndian River.

Peace --

Deep peace in the deep night near the loon's call.

The bay, under technicolor skies

Vast rich panoramas

challenging the works of man.

Here lies the heart of men, unchallenged men.

A Baptist Graveyard in deep summer

heat, with crickets and singing things, by brambles,

A beautiful peaceful place to rest with God.

'Twixt the sky and sea overlooking

the Native soil.

The pond to skate thereon and fly there over.

Pure Iris beds!

RemeMber in olden times the row of poplars which over- shadows the road between MacLaurin's and Arnett‘s gate, A fairy wonderland of road, -- red dirt road then. 'Lije's shore -- such a bottom never was for boys, Fish traps, and bait smells with flies, and little fish shanties, to wash the hay-made grim to bodies fresh. Brown marsh stretched in fall with ducks.

Gull point-geese -— resting. The ice in spring

piled and caked to miniature icebergs

and boat hauling out to lobster season

and fifteen men, good men, haul and heave and shove. There‘s AZ and May blest souls that's gone

They knew another world - somehow a strangely different world,

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