Personal Narrative: Fred Brently

I would like to thank everyone who has come here today to say goodbye to a dear friend of mine and yours. A friend who was kind. A friend who loved everyone.A friend. Lennie Small was my only friend. He was my family.

was a very good friend if you asked. He will always be remembered by his fantastic

Along with the sad announcement of his passing, Fred’s family made sure to remind his fans of how a wonderful man he was.

I have been challenged by all of my professors to continuously go deeper with my work. However, this week something different came about because when a visiting artist and curator visited. The curator said “A lot of my students are good at showing things one way but not multiple ways.” This affirmation settle in my spirit because currently I am working to find different ways to express loneliness and examine it from the many angles and avenues it has to offer.

Matthew Vale, a man in his late 60’s, had been with the company for over than 20 years and had dedicated much of his time and energy ensuring the values and mission of the company were held not only within the company but also outside the company walls. His contribution to the company had seen the growth from a staff of 25 to employing over 700. He was very active politically, traveling to the state capital to speak with congressmen/women and lobby for rights for individuals with special needs. He taught at the local university in the social department and gave special lectures when invited by other organizations. He communicated well with high society donors during fundraising events and with staff employees on Monday mornings.

*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*

This past saturday, our family lost the one thing that made our world go round. we lost a person that could not possibly be replaced. we lost a person that made our family stronger than ever. we lost a person that taught us more than any school or institution could teach. we lost gramp, and i lost my best

As he’s moved up the company ladder, Richard says that Bob has always been there to support him and coach him to success. “Working for Bob has been one of the hardest and most rewarding things I have done in my life,” he said. “He has given me the opportunity to continue to be a pillar of Phi Mu Delta in serving others in one of the most difficult times in a person’s life. Bob is my boss and my mentor, but most important to me he is a brother and a role model. He is an example of what it means to be a Phi Mu Delta. I do not have words to thank him for all he has done for me professionally and

Jamie Waldo, one of South Windsor’s best and brightest, is making the most of her high school career. There are so many wonderful adjectives that come to mind when one thinks of Jamie: focused, responsible, hardworking, and caring are just a few. Frequently she is seen throughout the school actively involved. Jamie is not one to boast or brag about her accomplishments, but quietly relishes the success from her tireless effort. She is a friendly individual who is motivated and excited about what the future may hold. It is readily apparent that Jamie knows that we are all given but one life and she is determined to make the most of it.

There are few teachers who are as caring and kindhearted as Mr. John Cox. Mr. Cox is a special education teacher here at Potosi High School and it is safe to say that I have known him for most of my life. I have never had Mr. Cox as one of my teachers personally, but he taught my oldest brother, Floyd, from 3rd grade until he graduated his senior year. Floyd is pretty unique. He has been blind since birth and has developmental delays, meaning that he needs patient, understanding teachers. Mr. Cox is definitely one of those teachers. My family was quite close with Mr. Cox because Floyd (and the rest of our family) loved and appreciated him. I remember several times when I was young, when Christmas rolled around, Mr. Cox would send a gift home

At a time when the loss of a loved one can bring sorrow and grief that is difficult to bear, we pray that you do not despair, for God’s love will keep you with a perfect peace that is beyond compare.

I am sincerely sorry for your loss and I hold you close in heart and wish you peace in knowing Pete’s values and love for all of you . . . live on in you. It was so apparent how close you were; certainly, those good times and wonderful memories will bring you comfort in the days and months ahead.

If his death is hard on you, you’re not alone because it is hard on me too. Not only was he a good person, good boss/worker, but a good family man. The world lost a great man last week. The work he accomplished will not go unforgotten, creating a new phone is what started his business off. Now it is a hundred million dollar computer business, and he was a great stock trader too. His $20 million dollar mansion will become a museum about him and his success.

I woke up and I knew today was going to be like every other day depression and disparity. Knowing that any day could be your last. I got up out of my makeshift bed and headed to where the family ate. My mother usually made me something to eat, but she was a healer and happened to get sick from one of her patients. So the whole family has been trying to spend time with her before she is gone.

If we look from the starting point of Fred’s career his overall efforts to perform his job were good he was performing his duties very well. He always used to be top ranked sales representative, because at that time he had a comfort level with his boss and so he was highly motivated with his boss and work. He used to put his all efforts to