Monday, November 14, 2016
Myron was a very special man. When I was a little girl attending Fletcher School and Myron (my cousin) was the custodian there, he always met me at the front door and walked me to my classroom...then after school, he would walk me back from my classroom and see me off for the day. That made my days very special and all the other kids very jealous because he was very adored by all of them as well...but only I had that special relationship with him. It was awesome, and so was he. Even though I haven't seen him in quite a few years, knowing he is gone leaves a sadness in all our hearts. Prayers to all the family.
