Epitaph Eulogy By Linda Blair News Flash Obituary

Epitaph – Eulogy BY Linda Blair This man, lying here in state – DEAD – lives. His aged soul - but not his heart – he gives to me – for me - this is such a shame, so on him – everything – I will blame. He has always – to a degree - been there for me. in my need – my desire – much more, I want to be, and so, because these things I want, are not met I have left him perplexed, to wonder, worry and fret. Fret about the things I do, I do not want him to know, and so, I play my little games, put on a great show. Now that he / I have gone - to that great beyond I believe I now understand my act – him I wronged. And so, I now leave this old man – alone to take his life’s journey - on his own. I wish I could find peace and glory in telling Bill, - for my act – I am sorry I think he knew ?, that it is just not in me to face up to, and accept my responsibility. May god speed you on your way Bill, I pray, one day. you may, again find life’s thrill. B. J. “A” 2 May 29th 2004 News Flash Found today in his Prairie Avenue, seniors apartment, Port Coquitlam B.C. dead of wounds inflicted, it has been determined, on May 6th 2004 by one Linda B. of Dewdney Trunk Maple Ridge B. C. who has been alleged to have stilettoed Atfield in the heart, many times, in the parking lot of a gas station on Lougheed Hwy., and then left him to bleed to death in the parking lot of Shaughnessy Station, under the shadow of the catwalk that crosses over Lougheed Hwy. It hovers over the 701 bus stop, the bus that provided her with an escape route, Poof and Mrs., Linda B. disappeared . There will be no formal charges laid against Mrs., Linda B. for her crime of being a product of her nurturing and nature, for her indifference. Mr., Atfield left an impression, he understood the nature of the beast that laid within and in parting – departed – forgave once again. An autopsy performed on Mr., Atfield, revealed that the weapon used by Mrs., L. B. was similar to numerous others that have perpetrated the soul of this old fool, tried to destroy him copious times, on previous occasions. The scar tissue found, that doth surround, covers much of his beating, bleeding heart. This is Friendship ???, this is Love ??? Article written by B. J. “A” 2 Published by The Now News Paper OBITUARY Found this gray, gloomy day, of a broken heart, friendship past away, ended, no chance for a new start. Laid to rest upon a heap, Wm. J. Atfield Jr. of Port Coquitlam, British Columbia. Mr. Atfield is survived by his three Daughters, his Father, Brother, Brother / Uncles. Mr, Atfield follows the demise, the destiny, the fate of many – relatives, friends, acquaintances, stranger, human kind who have put their faith, their trust their lives in the hands of friendships . May 29th 2004