My Beloved Brother, Skip; You are the last one of "The Brothers" as I used to call you and Terry and Brian. The three of you were a unit to me. I don't think I ever thought of you as individuals until we lost Brian. You all teased me so much growing up, as brothers do, but I always knew you were my protectors', too. How I wish I could be there with everyone. The miles are too many. Each of us went their own way, led their own life so different from the others, but the bond between us as family never waned. Your love and friendship with Sharon for all of your years together was inspiring. It is seldom seen in this world. Something all couples should strive for. You were not just her husband, but her best friend. Mom was her second best friend. Mom loved Sharon as a daughter as much as she did me. I was always glad that they had each other, especially since I was so far away. Sharon is as close to a sister as I could have. The devotion you showed to Jamie, Mark and Derek as children and as they grew into young men, husbands and fathers is something to be proud of. I know the joy all of the grandchildren brought you, as well. You were a very proud "Papa". I love and miss you, Sis
