I will never forget my loving, caring big brother.He was always checking
up on me when David, Paul, Tom & I were in boarding school in Port Shepstone, Natal, South Africa. He was concerned that I didn't get too
homesick, & that I was safe & didn't need anything. His knowledge of
languages stayed with him. Recently I called to ask him what a Zulu
word, that had just popped into my head, meant. He said that means
strength, like the strength God gives us when we have to endure very
difficult times. He and Annie went through so much. Love to their Godly
children, Judyth, Teresa, Susan, Eric and their families.