Don was the maintainence man at the condo's where I live. Don was my firend! Don came to work this morning complaining of a pinched nerve in his neck. 2 hours later his lifeless body was found. We all think heart attack. As I walked away I glanced back at the golf cart that he used. On the back was an empty cigarette pack. The calling card of death!
God, we commend the spirt of our brother, and friend into your loving care. Amen
