Dear Mr. and Mrs. McIntyre,
Thank you for giving us the use of your son, Curtis. He was, and shall always be, our Office Testosterone. He was the eye of our storm, the calm in the squall. He brought us peace and calm...and humor. We took things less seriously when he was with us. We stressed less but got more done. Nothing was too much to ask of him, and no job was too small. He was our finder of things put in safe places, some of which we will now never locate. He thought we taught him a work ethic, which is completely untrue, as he worked as hard as anyone else from the moment he walked through the door. He gave us love, and his leaving breaks our hearts and leaves a hole in our lives we can never fill. You gave us your greatest gift, your son, and we thank you more than words can express.
With love,
The Trenches
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