Joy and laughter filled the air.
Enjoyed life without a care.
Fun times and jokes were everywhere.
Friendship also we did share.
We had a lot of good times and laughs,
When upon the past we look back.
And in this time from long ago,
Each one better we got to know.
In your job of working with glass,
The talent of art by God you’ve been blessed.
Use it to the fullest to glorify your Lord.
And I’m sure you’ll receive your just reward.
In this life it may not be,
But better by far in eternity.
Jeff, when I think of you, this is what I see.
Always a friend, but more like family.
July 25, 1988