Ellen Patterson
Al scared me when we were young and I first met him as a fourth grader – big ole scary Al. But I can also remember that as I spent more time around him, he was not scary at all – he just liked to mess with us kids. He had that funny little grin that he gave and then you'd know he'd been razzing us. I am so happy that he is free of pain and that we have another angel in heaven to pray for us.