have one girl Susan and three boys, Craig, Rodney and Paul. Russell married Shirley Barlow . They have a son Ricky and a daughter Natalie. EMORIES OF BEWONT (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 in moonlight i A silver highway to Indian 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 soi1. 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 At and May blest souls that's gone They knew another world - somehow a strangely different wo r 1 d, 76