In Loving Memory Of ROBERT ROSE You rode a white stallion, Lamp Post was his name. You told me the story, it came in a dream, of angels singing and all that you have seen. Across great plains you rode like the wind; strong and sure and whole again. You knew what awaited when you reached the end. There would be those who came before you, family and friends; and you knew, someday we will all be together again. Happy Birthday Bob! We miss you.
ROBERT ROSE
