Sunday, May 1, 2011
Cory Teuscher
I first met Quinn the summer that Chase and Missy started remodeling their house here in South Burlington and he came out to give them a hand. He was a sweet kid, a hard worker, and a joy to be around. We spent may hours often late into the night putting up dry wall, tapping and sanding the kitchen and dinning room. I also spent my birthday with him as my wife was called away for a family emergency. Ribs, buffalo wings, fries, and chocolate cake on the dinning room table in the family, everything covered with drop clothes to keep the dust off. Thank you Quinn for two weeks of memories for which I am eternally grateful. One last thing, as the three of us were working there was, as is often the case when men work and play together, the occasional flatulence. After some ribbing he turned to Chase and said, "What, are you to good to fart anymore?" God speed and may you find reset and peace "Encircled in the Arms of His Love!" Catch ya on the other side!
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