David Paul Caffery,
My Brother. We played together at Morningside Park, we grew together to play in the forests around the area. We played with Star Wars action figures in the creeks and dammed creeks temporarily to build bases for our action figures. We dreamed of going to the stars. We would wait up late at night on Christmas Eve to hopefully catch Santa.
Our stuffies, had lives of their own. You had Droopy, big old dog, larger than either one of us. The next big stuffie was Big Ted a.k.a. Mayor. You had Potsie the little smart dog and there was Little Ted, always getting them into trouble in the end. 

Thank you for the wonderful memories little brother.
Walk with mom.
To the magical mystical mysterious years we shared together. 

Psalm 17

A Prayer of David.

1 Hear the right, O Lord, attend unto my cry,

give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.

2 Let my sentence come forth from thy presence;

let thine eyes behold the things that are equal.

3 Thou hast proved mine heart; thou hast visited me in the night;

thou hast tried me, and shalt find nothing;

I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.

4 Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips

I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.

5 Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.

6 I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God:

incline thine ear unto me, and hear my speech.

7 Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness,

O thou that savest by thy right hand

them which put their trust in thee

from those that rise up against them.

8 Keep me as the apple of the eye,

hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

9 from the wicked that oppress me,

from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.

10 They are inclosed in their own fat:

with their mouth they speak proudly.

11 They have now compassed us in our steps:

they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;

12 like as a lion that is greedy of his prey,

and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.

13 Arise, O Lord, disappoint him, cast him down:

deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword:

14 from men which are thy hand, O Lord,

from men of the world, which have their portion in this life,

and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure:

they are full of children,

and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.

15 As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness:

I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.

 Thank you David. Beloved Brother.

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