I think about Denny and the time my mother introduced herself to his third grade teacher. The teacher said he night the highest intelligence in her room and he was the reason she was pulling her hair out. I imagine he was bored and found it more amusing to be the class clown. He was bright and a great construction project manager. He built my sister’s house and additions to mine. Injust wish he had been able to build his own before his back surgeries. Hope he and mom are smiling in heaven. Sending care and hugs to his daughter he loved so much. 

I am so very sorry for your loss. Please know all of you are in our thoughts and prayers. I pray that God will give you peace and comfort, as only He can give. Much love to all.
Dean & Teresa Putnam Whitson

I am gonna miss you DaddyO....