I'm sorry to pile more bad news on you guys today. My brother Jerry passed away early this morning. He had been in a coma since suffering a brain aneurysm this past Tuesday morning. I and several other family members were fortunate enough to have visited with him yesterday in NJ, and had the opportunity to say our last goodbyes. He was 65, and had been in and out of the hospital while battling advanced prostate cancer the last couple of years. Thankfully his soul is at peace now.

I suppose I have been prepared for this day since finding out about his cancer 2 years ago. But still, he was my closest brother and in many ways my best friend, constant companions as we grew up together.

There was NOTHING he loved to do more than fishing. I trust that’s what he’s doing right now in the big sea in the sky.



That's my brother Jerry on the left, doing what he loves the best.