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Spring : Spring 12 : Friendly Pyre

It was Jeff's wish to be cremated. I'd like to think he might have preferred a Viking pyre. He wanted his ashes scattered at a favorite spot up on Georgian Bay. His son, Tyson, was open to saving a bit of his ashes to be brought back here. This, too, was a favorite spot and if his ashes do come they will be fired from the canon so that he can one with this vale where his laughter still echoes. "Who broke our fair companionship? Who bore thee where I could not see? Where Shadow sits and waits for me, Who dull'd the murmur on thy lips."

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