Some of my most treasured memories are from going to visit Ma at the farm, and when Duane stayed there to help her take care of the farm, he and I both would end up sharing the upstairs room and he would take the bed at the window and me the bed at the door because i was scared sleeping so close to the window, he would sit up if I couldn't sleep and we would talk about hunting and fishing trips, he would tell me about his days in Germany in the army and about the days when he and dad and pawpaw had their fishing boats and most nights we would talk until one or both of us fell asleep...it was all I could do waiting to get to the farm and go hunting behind the fields and barn with Duane. He never treated me anything but kind and loving and after my daddy died he was the only person who gave me time of day and he and I would sit and talk about Ma and daddy and how we missed them. I know he and they are catching up now, but it won't make him be missed any less at all. I love you Duane and look forward to seeing you and Ma and dad all one day. To Angie and Mandy and arch and Haley, Maria and everyone I might have not mentioned I love you all and you have my deepest thoughts and prayers during this time. There's nothing to replace losing someone like the men in this family we've lost, Duane being one of those most irreplaceable people in my life as well.
