REIHILL Frank

REIHILL Frank (Third Anniversary) - Since we last saw you, drifting gently into the arms of Death, each day comes with its own memories, be they sad or happy, treasured all however rare, through been with you more moments to share. We shall walk again together, who knows where or when beneath "The silver apples of the moon.The golden apples of the Sun." (Yeats). - Treasured memories always - Dorine, Shane and Tanya, Karin and the boys.