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A letter to Heaven.
Jeff Potter
I met Jeff when he was only 12 years old....he instantly became my little
brother, It was like we were family from that point on.
Jeff was someone you
could always count on having his door always open to his friends.
He loved
entertaining, especially when you would get people from other states coming to
Maine. He would always have to put on a good downhome lobster feed, the Maine
way:)
But if he wasn't entertaining, than he was out fishing with his
buddy
Sean, or hunting. And he would love taking care of the
meat
himself....always having a freezer full of either fish or deer.
He
loved the outdoors, and especially going to his mother's camp on
Worthley
Pond; You would go there and find him out enjoying the beauty of it all. And
usually with a fishing pole in his hand
In the winter, you could again go
there, and find him out on the ice......fishing.
Jeff decided to join his
father, whom he lost when he was 10, on the
other side, in July 1998:(. I
miss him greatly! Miss going
by his house just knowing if I needed him, he
was there.
Jeff, I love you! Always have and always will. And I look forward
to being with you again, on the other side.
Love from your
sister
Linda.
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