In Loving Memory of Carl Lon Humphrey, Class of '66      You gave it all away All of you, every day Your vast beauty ebbing out Gushing through the open doors of your vault Reaching out, touching every other I wish you had kept yourself safe, my Brother You had it all really Lon The looks, the patter And nothing else seemed to matter Except sharing yourself, loving to completion Feeling everything with such volition You lived it all and built it strong How could anyone do you wrong? For what? Your imperfections? The ones they found in you? So hard to accept when others reject The deamons they became   You taught us all how to love unconditionally With acts of patience faithfully You melted into the water Fused with the earth At last, at peace You  found  rebirth Eternal water, Stable ground Comfort and safety Is what you found Taking all of you, Every part And leaving an emptiness In my heart Separated only by fragments of time I still hold your hand and I know you hold mine Rest now my sweet Brother No more to prove to any other Know that I love you.....'all' of you .....Your "Baby Sister"   He was an avid bass fisherman. In fact, one year he was named Bass Pro of the Year Championship 1st place for the entire state of Illinois. He loved people, all people and especially children. He was a Viet Nam Viet, drill sergeant and 1st sergeant. He started his own business from the ground up and it became one of the most successful businesses in Decatur Illinois in the 1980's. He was a very patient, compassionate, loving and forgiving man. He was my best friend. Carleene Link to Carls Page   We do not need a special day to bring you to our minds. The days we do not think of you are very hard to find. Each morning when we awake we know that you are gone. And no one knows the heartache as we try to carry on. Our hearts still ache with sadness and secret tears still flow. What it meant to lose you no one will ever know. Our thoughts are always with you, your place no one can fill. In life we loved you dearly; in death we love you still. There will always to be a heartache, and often a silent tear. But always a precious memory of the days when you were here. If tears would make a staircase, and heartaches make a lane, We'd walk the path to heaven and bring you home again. We hold you close within our hearts; and there you will remain, To walk with us throughout our lives until we meet again. Our family chain is broken now, and nothing seems the same, But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again. ...Author Unknown