Dearest Adam...
Another day...the sun is shining and the warmth of Spring envelops us. Grass is now growing on your grave and birds have multiplied in their appearance around the cemetary. Dad put little solar "night lights" on your grave site for you and Pop...some nights, he goes to visit you in the darkness and the little lights will help guide him to you...he tells me he feels a "calm" when he sits there at night, thinking about you...he's right about the calmness that surrounds you...last night, in the distance, the faint sounds of the children playing ball at McGarvey field could be heard...and remembrances of you being in that field, too...fill our heads...happy times...sweet son...may those sweet memories be remembered always...and may you rest Peacefully...