Anthony was a child hood friend, we ate salty grits together (with siblings) once when our Mothers over salted them when cooking breakfast for supper by candlelight during the Nov. 9, 1964 blackout.
I remembered him all my life and always prayed for him in every memory.
I will continue. God give you eternal rest, and hope to know you again one day.
Christ is Risen Anthony; and the gates of hell can not prevail; we will meet again gentle soul.
I worked with you at USF&G.
Praying that Our Heavenly
Father holds you an your family in His Loving Arms and gives you comfort, peace, understanding and His Amazing Grace & Redeeming Love
RIP, my friend!