Wednesday, June 7, 2017
Mr Zieman.. you were one of my fathers best friends and I remember the all the stories he told me when you guys were young like the one about you and my Dad moonlighting after work to build a home for a family in Rome simply because you guys wanted to learn how to build a house and all the other ones that have you and my dad bush-wacking to all remote parts of the Adirondacks with just a contour map and compass.. I can just see you guys now sitting in a canoe with your smokey bear hats, 3 day beards, and stinking of olds woodsman.. that would be my dads vision of heavan and is most likely yours too.. please tell my Dad I miss him terribly.. I can only hope to measure up to be half the man either one of you were.. rest in peace..
