Last year I
got to know Gregg Melde enough to know I would count him as a good friend
forever. Forever in my thoughts; I will think of him every time I look up at
the sky, at the white billowy clouds where we once flew. He loved flying and we
went often. He showed me the Olympic Mountain Range, seeing it as though from
the eye of an eagle soaring through clear blue sky. It will be forever that
Connie and I think of Gregg as he shared with us his passion. His passing
leaves a hole in our hearts, but he will live forever in our minds.
Soar free from the bonds of this earth good friend.
