Japanese characters for heiwa, peace
Remembering Tom Thompson
Tom's kayak group took their annual trip to Vancouver Island this summer. The last evening was devoted to a memorial to Tom. Brooke brought some of his ashes to be spread on the waters of his favorite kayaking area. Tom’s ashes were carried in a beautiful model kayak that Kathy Joyce had commissioned from a skilled woodworker. Kathy showed us how to make paper boats for the Japanese Obon ceremony. After dark we shared memories of Tom. Then Brooke took his ashes from the miniature kayak and spread them on the waters. We lit candles in the paper boats, sat them on the water, and watched as they drifted away from the beach. The little lights on the dark water were beautiful. The moon was up and the distant islands and mountains stood out against the night sky. Slowly the boats spread out in an irregular line and drifted out a passage between rocks at the end of the beach. Then the lights floated into open water and were gone. Everyone felt that this was a most beautiful and fitting way send a kayaker on his final journey.
Kathy and Brooke with the little kayak
The Model Kayak With Tom's Remains
Brooke and the launching of the Obon boats
The boats begin to sail away
Brooke and Kathy watch the Obon boats begin their journey
Thoughts For Tom's Celebration Of Life:I love his Japanese garden. On kayak trips Tom used to collect black stones for the paths. Once he brought back the biggest rock ever carried in a kayak. They put it in Tom Lemire’s boat. We had a hard time floating that kayak. When we finally got back to Old Man House, Lemire carried that rock up the hill to the cars, rested it on a post and said, “How many rocks does a man need?” Well, that was many tons of rocks ago and his garden sure is beautiful.
For Tom, I think the only dissappoinment on the kayak trips to Vancouver Island was the time the crows got into his Lil Smokeys. They ate all his comfort food. That was probably worse than the rain we sometimes got.
I think the most exciting thing that happened to Tom and Brooke on any of those trips was the time a mouse got into their tent. It woke them up and started racing around and climbing the walls when it couldn’t escape. It was 3 way pandemonium. BROOKE! TOM! SQUEEK, SQUEEK!
Tom led all those trips to Vancouver Island. He took me where I never would have gone on my own. He enriched my life.
Thanks Tom,
Earl
Dear family and friends,
Tom passed away with peace and grace Saturday September 27, at 10:05. His youngest brother, Gary and Gary’s son Ben arrived Friday from Iowa. Tom’s parents and his other two brothers, their wives, and his sister DeAnn, had come last weekend. Gary sat up all night with Tom, joined by our son Danan. In the morning the family went to watch five-year-old Sabrina play soccer. Tom and I were alone. He took two breaths, said “Brooke”, and slipped away. He left with peace and dignity.
A simple celebration of life service will be held this Saturday at noon in Tom’s garden. Street parking is limited, so carpooling is appreciated. If you wish, bring a favorite finger food to share after the gathering.
Our home is at 16600 Agate Point Road on Bainbridge Island. Turn on Agatewood off highway 305 and follow the signs to the Bloedel Reserve. Our driveway is .3 miles from the Bloedel Reserve gate. Look for balloon bouquet on the mailbox, and park along the right side of the road.
Remembrances for Tom can be sent to:Kids First Vietnam
Box 11814
Bainbridge Island, WA 98110
This is a grassroots project to build schools and provide tuition to children in Vietnam who cannot afford to go to school. Many are orphaned or physically challenged. Tom went to Vietnam in 2000 to see the fine work that Kids First has accomplished.
Tom and I have been blessed by your presence in our lives on this difficult journey. You have reached out to help in so many amazing ways. Our gratitude runs deep and wide.
Love,Brooke
Tom and Brooke with Bryn and Lily
Tom and Danon
Tom and Sabrina
Tom with his brothers and sister
Tom is presented a jar of smoked salmon by Darlene the Diana Island caretaker.
Tom in his kayak in the Deer Group
Tom in his new vegetable garden, June 17. This is the garden he was buiding when the back pains began.
Update 9/26/03 BlessTomSundowner’s Syndrome, and ShinJinJitsu, & A Thousand Cranes
Last week when Tom’s folks were here, we folded more paper cranes. Sister-in-law Connie and sister DeAnn and Tom’s mom strung them into a crane cascade of 1,074 (Connie counted) paper wishes. I hung them over the dining room table, backlit by the skylights. Thanks to Bobbie for starting the crane project, Joyce’s family who supplied 800 or so, and to the anonymous folders who left lovely strands of cranes on Bobbie’s doorstep.
Tom has become a poster boy for Sundowner’s Syndrome, a brain disorder which makes the patient confuse night with day. Nine days in the hospital out of the past 18 would do it to anyone. Our hearts are grateful to the many friends who are sitting with Tom on the night shift.
Late last night, Tom had a fall. By morning, he was confused and lethargic, so our son Danan helped me take him to Harrison Hospital Emergency Room. We spent 7 hours getting Tom re-hydrated. Blood tests show his kidney function is down. An ultrasound of his one remaining kidney shows no blockages, so they sent us home. Just in time for his brother Gary and Gary’s son Ben to arrive from Cedar Rapids, Iowa.
Son-in-law Dave’s sister has traveled all the way from Germany to give Tom Shin Jin Jitsu energy therapy. She also wins an unofficial competition to be the first of Dave’s three sisters to cuddle little Lily.
Today Danan and his family of two dogs moved into a small apartment above our neighbor’s garage. He is now close and on call if we need him. Bryn and David bring the girls over daily. What a blessing our family continues to be for us.
Update 9/21/03 BlessTom:Last Sunday, September 14, Tom was very short of breath, and the oncologist on call urged us to return to the hospital—for the third weekend in a row, we took the ferry to Seattle. Tom was placed on oxygen and admitted for tests. They drained one full liter of fluid from his right lung.
Doctors were unable to do a CT scan with contrast dye because of Tom’s elevated kidney function. They say his lungs have developed blood clots, OR he has pneumonia, OR cancer has invaded his chest cavity, OR all of the above. A small metal filter was installed in his right groin to prevent further suspected clots from traveling to his lungs.
After five days and a surgery, we’ve finally returned home with oxygen tanks and a fistful of meds. Bill Thompson, Tom’s brother, and Connie, his wife drove from Iowa to bring Tom’s mom and dad out to be with him. Tom’s sister, DeAnn, came with them. They arrived the day we came home from the hospital. The next day, Tom’s brother Doug flew in from Omaha with his wife Patty to join us. Tom is savoring his time with family.
This is a chance for the Iowa folks to see Sabrina, now five, Bryn’s new husband David, and Lily, the new arrival. We are sharing photos of the latest weddings and newest babies. Sister DeAnn got a brief glimpse of her newest grandchild, Ty Vasquez Shriner, an hour before she left to drive to Bainbridge Island. Stefanie and Andy promise to send a photo to us soon by e-mail.
Today, Tom’s Men’s Group and spouses put on a big spread for the fourteen of us-- a King salmon dinner, fresh-caught in Alaska by Ronn, and all the Northwest trimmings to go with it. Sherilyn made a chocolate cake which we decorated with two candles—one for Tom’s mom, and one for Brooke as they share September birthdays on the 25th and 22nd.
Tom holds court from the couch and smokes his “hookah” nebulizer. Tom’s dad shares his Albuterol nebs with Tom and coaches him, unlike Bill Clinton, to inhale. Brooke gives Tom an “IV push” of antibiotics to fight the pneumonia. Brother Bill hauls oxygen tanks around the living room and fills the portable canisters. Son Danan helps patch some plumbing leaks.
Tomorrow, Doug and Patty fly home. The rest of the family tours the Bloedel Reserve. Next Friday, Tom’s youngest brother Gary will arrive, with youngest nephew Ben who’s on break from college. Ben spent last summer with Tom and Brooke.
Thank you all for your constant care and concern. The past four months would’ve been a mighty rocky journey without you. Blessings,
Brooke and Tom
Update 9/12/03
Yesterday was a day at the hospital to get test results from the past weekend: CT scan, biopsies, spinal tap and EEG. It was good news/bad news.
The EEG showed normal brain wave function (nothing in Tom’s head but the rocks that have always been there). The spinal tap was clear of cancer cells, which means nothing traveled to his brain that wasn’t supposed to be there. . No evidence of stroke or seizure. The neurologist believes Tom suffered a dexamethasone-induced psychosis, which is gradually wearing off the longer he is off the stuff. He was taken off all meds two weeks ago.
The CT scan showed tumors where the original CT scan two and a half months ago had been clear. The biopsy identified multiple myeloma cells in the tumors. They are fast growing larger, two are visible lesions around his abdomen. The oncologist wants him to start daily radiation treatments this coming Monday to get them under control.
Dr. Vuky said this is highly unusual. She’s never seen this kind of breakout from multiple myeloma, nor the severe toxic response to the chemo meds. The tumor board in Seattle has discussed Tom’s case twice already. She asked Tom for permission to write up Tom’s case study. Once again, Tom proves he is unique.
We’ll be traveling to Harrison Hospital every day for three weeks minimum. After that, Dr. Vuky will lay out treatment options. So, we take a deep breath and plunge into the newest episode of “Tom versus the M&M’s.”
Update 8/8/03
Blood clots can be hazardous to self esteem. Tom limped through the end of July and the first week of August with a cane. Patients in their 80’s and 50 pounds overweight on walkers sprinted around him in the hospital corridors.
The doctor said it would take 3-6 months for the pesky clot to break up, so Tom will be on coumadin (blood thinner) for a year. He began to move a bit yesterday, and is scheduled for physical therapy next Monday. (Make way, all you septuagenarians on walkers!) In the meantime, he goes in for blood draws and watches his garden grow.
Brooke had minor surgery on Wednesday. a repeat of eye surgery to bypass a tear duct clogged with scar tissue. By Wednesday night, her left eye had swollen into a real shiner. Tom lay on the couch with his leg up on pillows and said, “We sure make a lively looking pair.”
Bryn brought Sabrina and Lily for a visit yesterday. Sabrina brought Tom books to read to her, and put her stuffed animals on his pillows. Sabrina looked at him tenderly and said, “Papa, I can hardly wait until we can play rough again.”
Danan brought over groceries and cooked us a stir fry for lunch today. Yummm, it’s nice to be pampered.
Last week, Tom got a laptop from Piper Jaffray so he can eventually work from home. In the meantime, Tom elevates his left leg above his heart and ponders on why doctors call us “patient.”
Update 7/27/03
Last week, Tom thought he’d pulled a muscle in his leg. Each day, it got more painful to walk. The leg began to swell, and by Saturday night, we called Virginia Mason Medical. The doctor on call said to come in right away. We took the midnight ferry into Seattle. The Emergency Room staff rousted the ultrasound tech on call. She quickly found the large blood clot deep in Tom’s left leg. They gave him a shot of blood thinner and sent him home with a wad of new prescriptions. We tried to catch up on our sleep in the ferry holding dock until the first boat left Seattle for Bainbridge. The Saturday night party crowd at the dock looked as bleary as we were. They’d just had more fun getting that way.
It seems that Thalidomide, the oral chemo Tom takes, causes blood clots in 10-15% of patients. He’s learned to give himself shots twice daily and will be on coumadin (the stuff they use in rat poison to induce internal bleeding) for six months as prevention. The clot has to dissolve on its own, so Tom spends his days with his leg elevated above his heart waiting for his leg to heal. Another bump in a road that feels littered with ruts.
During this time, the BIPS had their week paddle to Vancouver Island’s Barkley Sound. We heard about their adventures from Rees as he stayed the night before making the run back to Ashland, Oregon. They had great weather, if you don’t count high winds every afternoon. Check out the first part of this website for future photos of their trip.
Update 7/18/03
Every other Wednesday Tom and I travel to Seattle for an oncology visit. This is an “off” month from the high doses of steroids that keep Tom’s energy pumped like Lance Armstrong. So now he’s Orson Wellian slow and clocks a lot of couch time. The doc says his blood protein and calcium levels are stabilizing. He got an infusion of the bone hardener Zometa.
When Tom asked Dr. Vuky how long he would be on the Thalidomide/steroid protocol, she said, “For as long as it works. Then we have other drugs to bring in.” Oh boy….
The physical therapist says prone or walking are great. Chair sitting is the worst for his low back. Finally, an excuse to be a couch spud instead of a buff stud. Tom starts physical therapy next Monday to rebuild his muscles and strengthen his back. So it’s back to the gym for heavy training.
Tom saves rocking chair time for new granddaughter Lily Lashmet. Bryn and Dave bring Sabrina and Lily over often, and they are the light of our lives. Sabrina is becoming a fine big sister, and her mom’s right hand girl. She carries the diaper bag, helps bathe the baby, and entertains Lily with assorted colored objects dangled inches from Lily’s nose.
Kayak friends Earl and Tena brought over a Swiss friend who just returned from an Elvis impersonation contest. Art came over in his replica “Blue Hawaii” shirt, set up a sound system and crooned us a full 1 1/2 hour concert. of Elvis renditions. If you close your eyes, you hear The King. We invited our neighbor and her sister from Coeur D’Lene to join us. Tena, Brooke, Jayne and Claudia sat on the couch and screamed and swooned at appropriate points. Jayne and Claudia danced along on the wood floor. Elvis really played to his audience and did numbers from the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s. Elvis Lives! And we have Earl’s videotape to prove it.
7/5/03
Tom went in Wednesday to Seattle to see his oncologist. She was pleased that his hematocrit (red blood cell) level has risen from 32 to 42 in two weeks. When dealing with cancer, numbers matter. It means the Thalidomide chemo regimen is working to help him make more red blood cells.
Tom’s back has been hurting, he thought it was muscle spasms. The doctor ordered an X-ray of his lower back. The X-ray showed that his L-1 and L-4 vertebrae have wedge compressions (not fractures). They are mild, but it means the multiple myeloma in the bone marrow is affecting his bones, and he’s upped his pain meds to compensate.
Next visit, if his blood calcium is high enough (numbers again matter), he’ll get a Zometa shot to harden up his bones in the spine. So he’s getting his regular calcium, plus popping Tums for good measure.
Last Tuesday, Bobbie Morgan came to my women’s group, the Goddess Squad, to teach us how to fold origami cranes. Each crane is a goodwill wish for Tom’s healing. Bobbie and her husband Mike brought four strands of flying paper cranes to get us started, and others are adding to it. A thousand folded cranes is the magic number we’re aiming for.
We number you all in our list of blessings,
Tom and Brooke
6/30On Friday, Tom and our friend Jill went shopping at Valley Nursery for a special Japanese maple. Twenty-eight years ago, Tom and I had planted a flaming maple over the placenta of our new baby daughter Bryn. Tom had delivered her himself, as the doctor got stuck in Saturday morning traffic and arrived a half hour late.
Five years ago, we planted a Bene Komashi maple in honor of our first grandbaby Sabrina. When Tom got home, he looked up bene komashi, which means “beautiful red little girl.” Tom and Jill found a delicate, yellow-green maple called Koto no Ito. When they got home, Tom looked up koto no ito and it translates as “ancient harp of fine strings.”
On Saturday, the whole family gathered to do the tree-planting. Our son Danan dug a large hole. Lily’s daddy placed the placenta in the hole for Lily’s tree, and the cord was placed under Sabrina’s tree. The two trees will face each other as they grow. Tom said a blessing and read “A time to every season under heaven.” This season, in particular, we are feeling the continuity of life. 6/26/03The big news in our family is a joyful medical event: Last night Bryn and Dave returned from the hospital with the youngest member of our family. Her name is Lily Hallyn Lashmet (to honor Lily Hall, Dave’s British grandmother). She was born June 24th, weighs in at 7# 10 oz., and has a Lashmet look about her. Gold brown, wavy hair, peachy soft skin, and all the usual equipment.
Tom will make her acquaintance sometime today, and he’s glad his doctor gave him permission to lift up to 10 pounds. Lily is so obliging already. I imagine Tom and Lily will clock a few hundred hours in the rocker together.
Sabrina is a bit awed by her tiny sister, and hovers around watching. She said to me, “We have four people in our family now, and we don’t need to buy Lily any clothes or toys because I’m going to hand all mine down to her, and now I have a friend who lived at home with me all the time, and when we grow up, we might marry each other.” I’ll read this back to her when she’s fourteen.
Tom is on steroids four days, then off them four days. He does Thalidomide in pill form each day. The four days on, he’s loquacious and energetic. The four days off, he is tired and cranky. So we’re both adjusting to the rhythms of mood and energy. As all things in cancer treatment, its a roller coaster cycle.
Tom savors your words of encouragement, the cards, the help in the garden, the flow of great food dishes, and most of all the love. Bless you all.
Gratefully, Tom and Brooke
June 19: Tom is up and around a bit more. Tuesday, he walked to the Bloedel Reserve Gates and back, a good .6 of a mile walk. He brought back a Reserve brochure just to prove that he made it. Always goal-setting. His next target is Annette's sheep pasture gate.
We spent yesterday at Virginia Mason Medical Center in Seattle. The urology surgeon pronounced him healing nicely. He doesn't want to see Tom anymore unless some puncture of the kidney occurs. Tom figures the chances are low unless Brooke's driving puts him in harm's way.
We then went to visit the world's tiniest oncologist. Dr. Vuky is all of 4foot 9 in heels. She is smart and funny and compassionate. Everything we could wish in Tom's main doc. She thought he looked 25% better than last week, upped the dosage of Thalidomide, and promised to bring her young family to visit Tom's garden. Tom offered to watch her baby and four-year-old while the rest of us toured the Bloedel Reserve. She said she'd have to really build his stamina for that gig.
We feel heartened by Tom's progress. We have a treatment plan to follow, helping hands in the garden, a strong faith in the power of healing and the strength of our marriage to sustain it all. Tom and I read all you messages and feel blessed by each one of you.
Tom update, Friday, June 13th:Tom is walking around more like himself, less like a septuagenarian. He is eating REAL FOOD now. He has a handsome 11 inch slash across his chest from stem to sternum. The staples were removed Tuesday, and his doctor pronounced him healing nicely. A transfusion on Tuesday left him rosy-cheeked once more.
That puts the kidney cancer on the back burner, and the multiple myeloma on the front. He began oral chemotherapy pills on Monday, Thalidomide and Decadron. He goes to the Winslow Clinic each Friday for a Procrit shot to encourage his bone marrow to start cranking out red blood cells. So far, no need for nausea pills. The oncologist is starting him our slowly and increasing the dosage as he gets stronger after surgery.
Tom and Brooke celebrate their 35th anniversary this Sunday, as well as Father’s Day. We hold each other especially close this day. And we hold all of you close as well. Many thanks for all your gestures of love and care.
Sunday, June 8:
Friday we met with both Tom’s Virginia Mason doctors. The kidney surgeon reviewed the pathology report that found the kidney tumor was encapsulated. Since they got everything, so the kidney cancer was downgraded from stage IV to stage II.
Next we met with the oncologist to discuss the multiple myeloma of the bone marrow. It’s a nasty, faster growing variety, stage IIIA of IIIA-B. She wants to begin chemotherapy tomorrow, Monday, with another blood transfusion on Tuesday at the hospital.
Tom asked what would happen if he chose to skip chemo. She said “You’d have about six months to live. If we do chemotherapies, we can give you 3-5 years of good life at about 90% of your normal health.” Tom decided for chemo.
With the exception of a monthly infusion at the hospital in Seattle, he gets a weekly shot of Procrit at the island clinic to boost blood cell production. The bone marrow in his spine isn’t producing red blood cells, and the doc hopes to reverse that trend with daily oral chemotherapy pills.
Remember Thalidomide? Well, that’s now a chemo drug. Tom assured Dr. Vuky that he had no plans to be pregnant in the next few months. A steroid called Dexamethasone and various nausea meds make an impressive lineup of drugs on our kitchen counter. This is painfully deja vu for us after Brooke’s stem cell transplant in ‘97. We’re of course wondering what we ate, drank, or breathed over the past few years that’s made us so susceptible to this scourge. And, we deal with what is....
Tom got a patch for 3day time release pain control and he got the first good night’s sleep in two weeks. We’d been tinkering with the pharmacopaeia of meds to come up with a winning combo to deal with post-surgery pain and edema. Now, that it’s solved, he looks and feels much better.
Our two kids, Danan and Bryn, and son-in-law Dave are wonderful company and willing hands. Tom’s carpool friends, neighbors, and Brooke’s Women In Black friends presented us with 20 meals prepared by a personal chef (As You Like It) and prepackaged for the freezer to use when we need them. Tom’s men’s group presented us with lunches catered by friend Sharilyn Nodsle (Seasons of Thyme).
We are receiving such a wellspring of prayers and wishes via this website, thanks to everyone for the healing thoughts. We know they are the best medical breaththrough to date in dealing with cancer. Thank you to Earl Doan for being the Webmaster.
Tom’s administrative assistant, Kimber, came over from Seattle with a laptop computer from Piper. Now Tom can keep in touch with his clients and return to work via the internet on a part time basis.
Blessings to all. Namaste,
Tom and Brooke
June 6 - Hello Tom’s friends and familyHe has been having some aches and pains from the kidney being removed. He can’t eat anything very interesting or chunky or spicy. He and Sabrina shared a malted milk today, and it was a high point in his culinary palette for his neglected palate.
Tom is so touched by all the notes of concern and encouragement. The flow of support is very healing at this time of challenge.
Tomorrow, Friday, we take the ferry into Seattle to visit with the oncologist at Virginia Mason Medical Center to find out what treatment options are suggested for the multiple myeloma in Tom’s spine.
Then we meet with the kidney surgeon to check out his foot-long abdominal incision. Tom saw himself in the mirror after surgery and said, “No one will mess with me after they get a load of this scar.”
We’ll let you all know what we find out tomorrow. Thanks so much for all your helping hearts and hands.
In gratitude,
Tom and Brooke
June 2 (late) - Tom is bloated with 30 extra pounds of waterweight from the hospital hydration fluids. Bryn, who is expecting a baby July 4th, says she can identify. His one kidney has to do the job of two. So until his kidney gets adjusted to the workload, he’s puffed up like the Pillsbury doughboy. We have an appointment on Friday with Dr. Vuky, the Virginia Mason oncologist who specializes in kidney cancer. She just got back from the Chicago conference of American Assn. Of Cancer Oncology, and has some ideas for what to throw at the multiple myeloma that has taken up residence in Tom’s spinal bone marrow. Tom is getting to watch as much TV and have as many root beer floats as he wants now. It’s like the All-The-Ice-Cream-You-Can-Eat myth after tonsillectomy. The desire is there, but the ability can’t be mustered. He sends his thanks to everyone for all their care and good friendship.
June 2 - Tom came home from the hospital on Sunday. He is resting at home under Brooke's loving care. More updates will follow soon.
-Also, the guestbook is available again and messages left previously can be viewed on the ARCHIVE link below.
May 30 - Tom is recovering from the surgery and has been up walking, even on the day of the surgery, but he is still in pain from bowel spasms and fluid in his lungs causing him to cough. Today’s big treat: he is allowed some ice chips and a few sips of water. The downside is it gives him nausea. Tom’s tubes should be coming out today. He is alert when he wakes up, but conks out quickly due to the morphine.
Tom’s son-in-law is attending a meeting of American Association of Chemical Oncologists and will meet there with Tom’s doctor to discuss issues like his spinal cancer and both will be consulting with other professionals from around the country to try to help Tom with the newest and best treatments.
Tom will be going home Sunday or Monday. Deb Griffin arranged for a hospital bed at home and it is there waiting for him. Ronn Griffin saw to it that it was placed in the living room, so Tom can watch sports on TV. Ryan and John Griffin sent fresh eggs from their flock of chickens. Tom’s Men’s Group from Church came by the house and candled his pine trees (you know, pulled those candle looking things off). Many people have been helping with feeding the cats, watering and caring for the garden, etc.
Brooke is staying with Tom in the hospital and will be better able to report on his progress when they get home next week. Thanks to everyone for all the assistance, flowers, cards, messages and prayers.
May 28 - Tom's surgery took about 2 1/2 hours. The tumor was encapsulated, so they believe they got all of it. The diseased kidney was iced and shipped to Antigentics, a bio-tech firm near Boston, where they will make a serum from the cancer cells which will be used to treat Tom. Strings were pulled to set aside entrenched procedures in order to rush the kidney to Boston today instead of next Wednesday. Tom is on morphine and has a lot of pain when he caughs. Brooke is staying with him to help him through this stage of his recovery.
Wonderful positive messages on “Bless Tom” work their healing magic. Today, Wednesday the 28th, Tom has surgery to remove the offending kidney. His kidney tissue wings its way off to Boston for a phase III trial that our son-in-law arranged for him to try. Yesterday the docs introduced daunting news. As we all knew, Tom is unique. The bone marrow biopsy confirmed this. He has not only kidney cancer, but a whole different cancer in his spine called multiple myeloma. He has won the cancer lottery. Now we are waiting for monetary rewards for this achievement to follow. Will fill you in after the surgery today. Thanks, everyone for your blessings ~ Brooke
Sign Guestbook View Guestbook
-Messages longer than about 45 words are truncated on the view page. Will try to correct this problem, but haven't found a fix so far.
-The message board fills quickly and must be cleared, so new messages can be added. Here is a link to the archived messages. ARCHIVE
Here is a link to the second batch of archived messages. ARCHIVE2
Here is a link to the third batch of archived messages. ARCHIVE3
Here is a link to the fourth batch of archived messages. ARCHIVE4
Here is a link to the fifth batch of archived messages. ARCHIVE5
