Since around 1968 I've had a buddy I could count on through thick or thin. He's always been there and and always will. And by way of his friendship I became close to his mother, June. Well early this morning, June passed away on her very birthday. Last month she went for open heart surgery... that went well and we all thought she was on her way to many more years of quality life. Then... shortly after returning from the hospital she collapsed with a stroke. A few days later and she's gone.
She was a rock to me as well as to her two sons. I am deeply saddened... she is already dearly missed. My heart goes out to everyone who knew and loved that fine lady. And although many great souls are born everyday (such as my new grandson) the world has suffered a loss.
RIP dearest June Murdoch.
