This morning I received a frantic call from the daughter of my friend, informing me that her father had just died unexpectedly of a masive heart attack.  His name was Richie Stokes. I had known Richie for over forty years. As a matter of fact, he and his wife MaryAnn, accompanied my wife, Charlotte and me on our honeymoon some thirty-eight years ago.  He and MaryAnn had never been on a honeymoon themselves and it seemed natural and comfortable for them to go to Bemuda with us.  They were an easy goingRead More