In loving memory of our beloved Randy Stroup, on his forty-eighth birthday, January 11.

Today is another birthday and we could never have known when you were born forty-eight years ago that we would only get to celebrate sixteen birthdays with you. Your birthday is a special day for us, a day we wish so much we could celebrate with you, but there will be no party, cake or presents to mark the passing of another year.

All we have now are our precious memories of you and years past. These memories are precious treasures God has willed to us to help us endure our grief and pain of losing you. They are never worn or faded by the trials and tears of time for they are threads of woven pleasures in our hearts.

Though time may ease the pain of losing you, it will never change the love and memories we have of you. You won't be here with us today, but you'll always be here in our hearts. For those who love you this day will always have a special place in our hearts and we'll ask God's angels to sing "Happy Birthday" to you.