Cousin Saul wrote this, I'm posting it. (Please don't make fun of his dress)

Friends and family,

I would guess that many of you are getting tired of me "talking" about my son, Adam, but this Saturday would have been his 30th birthday. (hard to believe he'd be 30 years old!)

I learned several things from Adam...I learned that I need to love people more. I learned that I shouldn't expect people to behave as I would like them to behave. I learned that I need to overcome my fears and try new things. Adam loved to read and write poetry and although I'm NOT a big poetry fan, I decided to try to write a short poem for his 30th birthday gift. I don't really know if he would have liked my poem, but he would be glad that I tried....Saul Fowley



AIRPORT TIME

While we wait at the West Palm Beach Airport

I watch the people with the summer-colored skin

Eagerly awaiting the arrival of their sons or daughters.

Voyagers from the land of the working.

As the weary travellers disembark from the planes

And excitedly rush into their parents embrace,

I miss you all the more, my son.

I look forward to the day, in the next life,

When we can embrace once again.

Happy birthday Adam.

I love you.

Dad, 10-6-09