In memory on Michael's Daddy Merl.

Merl Moncer was a former Patrick Crusade member who fought hard to help his son, Michael, overcome his wrongful sentence. Merl - in Florida - recently passed away.

See Michael's story at the link provided below. I hope everyone here who remembers Merl and everyone who doesn't know him will say a prayer for Merl's soul, Michael's freedom and Susan's generosity.

Blessings,
Sherry Swiney

I would like only shortly say HELLO to everybody and to let you know, that I am in Switzerland. I feel very badly and walk around like a sleepwalker. I need some time to work out the last two weeks and to find again to myself, before I write emails again. Please, do forgives me! All who have not signed Michael's petition yet, I liked to ask to do this now.

Michael and I in the burial of Daddy Merl

Please sign the Petiton for Michael M. Moncer

Michael Matthew Moncer #233767
Sumter Forestry Camp
PO Box 1807 C-2102-U
Bushnell FL 33513-0175

Already two weeks have passed, since Merl has left us for good and left behind a gigantic hole in our all life.. I have received so many dear and comforting emails, for which Michael and I would like to say many, many thanks. Some have asked me for Michael's address to write personally to him. I believe, he would be glad very much about it, because he feels very lonesome, since I unfortunately had to fly back, to Switzerland. But we know that it is only a temporary separation, because we would like to marry as soon as possible. I know, I have asked already so often to sign Michael's petition. Nevertheless, also this time I would like to ask all those for it which have not signed yet. It makes me so sad that I could not fulfil him this wish while Merl was still alive. I believe strongly, he protect us from over there and he will be certainly very happy about it, when Michael may come, finally, home! I also would like to say once, that I'm very grateful, because here I have found some good friends. Thank you so much!!

Love

Susan

God saw that he was getting tired
And the cure was not to be,
So He put His arms around him
And whispered, "Come with Me."

With tearful eyes we watched him
suffer
And saw him fade away.
Although we loved him dearly,
We could not make him stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
Busy little hands to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best

It's lonesome here without you
We miss you so each day,
Our lives aren't the same
Since you went away.

When days are sad and lonely,
And everything goes wrong,
We seem to hear you whisper,
"Cheer up and carry on."

Each time we see your picture,
You seem to smile and say,
"Don't cry, I'm in God's keeping,
We'll meet again someday."


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