Sorry to hear and of course we are thinking of you....but then again, we think of you a lot.

I read your first sentence and then had to read the title again to be sure I wasn't the one who had died. When I read about the liverwurst and crackers, I knew he was my kind of guy.

Karen and I send you our best thoughts and sincerest sympathies. 91 years amounts to a lot of memories, some good and some bad, but that is the way things are supposed to work. Life amounts to much more than putting on a happy face. Textures and contours no matter the type add the real beauty.

And, uh, say..... if there is any liverwurst left, send it my way, huh?

Pat