ASPLEY Ray, Brother.

I often lie awake at night when all others are asleep and take a walk down memory lane with tears upon my cheek. There's always a face before me, a voice I would love to hear, a smile I will always remember, of a Brother I loved so dear. Deep in my heart lies a picture, more precious than silver or gold, it's a picture of my Brother, whose memory will never grow old.

Loving Sister Kath and Family.

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