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Dora--What a beautiful and touching site. Thanks for providing the link that gave us so much insight into this talented and sensitive man. How wonderful for you to have this lasting tribute and the knowledge that he let you know how he felt about you and the people in his life! Life was too short for him, but he obviously made the most of it. Bless you! A fellow Ohioan and 1969 Taurus.

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Very beautiful site...

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Not only did you lose a wonderful brother the world lost a very taltented man with a wonderful sperit

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What a beautiful tribute. It's very special.

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So sorry for your loss. How wonderful of you to express your grief in such a positive way. May God comfort and sooth your aching heart. Dorie

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May your memory live on in the hearts who knew and loved you. As your "Big Sis" shares your life with the world, may others stop and take time for their love ones before their life is done.

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Dearest Dora, We are so very sorry about the loss of your precious brother daniel. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.

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I wish that I had words of wisdom to impart to you. I looked at his pictures & read his words & it seems like there will always be something precious & beautiful missing from the world because of his passing. But as long as the world has his pictures, his story, & you have your precious memories of him, he will never be completely gone or forgotten. He was a nice looking & talented young man who seemed to live life to its fullest. There are so many who are unable to do that these days. I offer my condolences & my heartfelt wish that you will be able to deal with this one day soon in a manner that will give you peace in your heart & in your mind.

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What a nice person is your brother. As you wrote, he is waiting for you. God Bless his soul, Joanna

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Dora, May these words comfort you in your hour of grief. Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. By Mary Elizabeth Frye

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What a wonderful tribute to your brother..... I am so sorry for you loss and may God ease you pain.