[Victoria Delsoul]

Rest in eternal peace, Terry - among the angels of light and the love of God.

My heavenly home is bright and fair,
No pain nor death shall enter there;
Its glittering towers the sun outshines,
That heavenly mansion shall be mine.

I'm going home, I'm going home;
I'm going home to die no more.

Let others seek a home below,
Where flames devour and waves o'er-flow;
Be mine a happier lot to own,
A heavenly mansion near the throne.

I'm going home, I'm going home
I'm going home to die no more.

-- A String And A Prayer Bluegrass Band

[Alberta's Child]

Thanks for the ping, Victoria. That's a lovely poem, for a sad end to a terrible ordeal.

God help us all.