* 10-20-05 *

This is the memorial stone for the really neat man my son
was named after. He was always there for me to talk to
whenever I was "upset" about Jon's bio-father, (I was 25 &
foolish, he was 35 & a long-haired guitar player: go figure)
or when I wanted to rock, he'd send me tickets to where ever
the band was playing next. His death was a waste, but I will
always feel Blessed to have gotten to know Jon S. Edmunds.

"A song can be what you want it to be.
You can paint a picture in sound.
A song is to share & a good one never dies.
Just don't paint the song too blue..."

Jon Edmunds 1957-1990