I still miss you so much, Randy. I think of you nearly every time I draw, every time I'm out in nature, and every time I detect BS. My only regret in resigning from Pearsuck in 2005 is that I missed out on more lunches with you at the RA.
Tomorrow we celebrate your life, my friend. I've known you since I was 10 years old. Just wasn't long enough though. I know you are now whole. No more pain, no more illness. We'll meet again my brother, my brother not of blood but of heart.
My condolences to Randy’s family. Randy and I took many outdoor excursions, as cousins, on Wes and Beulah’s farm east of Waverly, Iowa, as teenagers. Randy had a scientific mind and a real curiosity for nature. My thoughts are with his family at this time.
Growing up, I was the pesky little sister who always tried to tag along with my brother and Randal, whose nickname was "gopher". He was always quiet, but smiley. I have fond memories of him...I will miss him.
You have my deepest sympathy. Randy was such an artist. He turned his little house into a work of art. I know how good he was to you, Kim, and am glad that you were able to care for him until the end. You made such a good pair. My blessings and love to all his family.
