Honored to have known such a dear man: honest, creative, loving.
Across distances and time, you were often on my mind. I'll miss you not being here, old friend.
My sister and I were friends with Ed many years ago. We lived on Burroughs Ave St. Thomas across the street from one another. I became acquainted once again a few years back on Facebook. His first question was did I remember his Dad blowing the horn on the train to let his mother and he know he was back from his run. The Wabash train tracks were close to where we lived. Lots of good memories for us back then.
Dear Ed , well we're going to have to celebrate you with music, laughter ,great stories, all mixed in with our tears.
After all you've been through in this last horrific year. You finally got to go home!.
And now we're sending you off in style to your "Eternal home."
Much love. Sarah.
We all have you as our Shining Inspiration !-- for Courage in our own lives.
Wings around you forever Edwardo 💜🕊️🙌🏼
Always In love and gratitude in all ways,
Your cockney mate 🤓
Caz