Dear Maxine, I'm fairly positive that you will not remember me; however, Randy was kind enough to invite me to your home in Bartlett sometime around 1974-75 for a weekend. We were stationed together at Blytheville AFB and as a fellow junior officer with about two years of service at the time I sort of took him "under my wing" and showed him the intricacies of the AF and how things were done at this particular base. In any event, the friendship that Randy and I developed lasted even after we both left the service. In the late 70s (would have been around the end of '78 or '79) after he had moved to Little Rock with his family (if I recall correctly Scott had just been born) he and I reconnected when we found ourselves attending the same Presbyterian church. Our friendship was rekindled and fortunately my mom and dad and me (I was still single at the time) were able to repay some of your family's earlier kindness with our brand of "southern charm" and hospitality. I know my mom and dad considered all of his family group a part of our own extended family. Unfortunately after they eventually moved out of state (was it Colorado?) a few years later we lost touch.It was certainly with great sadness and regret that I learned of Randy's passing in one of this past week's editions of the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette. Very sobering for me to realize that Randy and I being the same age were once so close and yet at a far too young an age he is no longer with us. I profoundly share your sense of loss and have some understanding of your grief. Wishing you and your family God's true strength and comfort. May you find some sense of peace that while he was most certainly taken far too soon, Randy is with those who have gone before; he awaits in joy for the day when all he held most dear will rejoin him in eternal rejoicing. Sincerely and Warmly, Clay BoltonLittle Rock, Arkansas