Condolence: Fare thee well, Clarence. I will always remember being invited to find a stick of juicy fruit gum in your special place at the top of the cellar stairs, sitting on your lap as you hand-made peanut butter and banana sandwiches, a peppermint, coin or folded money dropped into my shirt pocket, your amazing talent at making puzzles and your precise skills in ensuring that my grandparents' home was ready for winter, summer and every other time. I'll miss your letters and your warmth when we met. It's time to go home now. Mom and Dad are expecting you and all the friends you knew. Work is done. No more fears. Home...you are going home.