In loving memory of Samuel Schoeffel

November 20.

Dad, I recall

The times we had are hanging on my wall, I wouldn't trade then for gold, cause they make me laugh and they make me cry and somehow sanctify me. And they're woven in stories I have told.

Dad, I apologize for the years that passed since the last time you and I dusted off those memories. But the runnin' and the races and the people and places, there's always somewhere else we had to be.

Dad, this is for you cause a few simple verses was the least I could do to tell the world that you were here cause the LOVE and the LAUGHTER will live on LONG AFTER all the sadness and tears.

Dad, I know we will see each other again there is not a day goes by that you are not in our thoughts and our hearts and you know our prayers!