Todd's grandma Shular has joined you in heaven and the funeral is today on my birthday. I miss you so much and wish you were here to hold my hand. Remember the red roses you always sent to work to surprise me. I will never see a red rose the same without remembering how special they were. I have a poem for you: "If roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my loved one's arms & tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love and miss him and when he smiles, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while. Because remembering him is easy, I do it everyday. But there's an ache in my heart that will never go away." In Memory of Alvin Foster Phillips from your loving wife, who misses you very much!