Larry Bird by Rondelle Weyand / Mom, Dad, Kim, Lennie, Lonnie, Schindler

Lars, you were my first duck. We surely did have a special bond. A bond that death cannot break. You always made my day. You made me laugh so many times. I especially liked it when you “talked” to everyone who came to visit. Larry, you are free now. Free to fly, swim, run, play with the other ducks who went on before you. Louie set a place for you when she died last month. We will miss you both so much. You were and are still very truly special to me and will always have a place in my heart. Shake your tailfeather Lar’s.
You’ll always be my Larry Bird.


Till we meet again,
Larry Bird
25, Sep 2005
Rondelle Weyand