It goes without saying, that this has been the hardest year of my life. But I have found peace sitting with Allen and listening to his music and feeling Allen's comforting presence. These photos track the Crown Hill home that so many of us worked over the past 12 months to build in honor, memory and loving tribute to our Allen. I worry that Allen may have thought it a bit too much but trust that he would-- in the end and with a gentle smile--forgive us all. After all this is a place for all generations. I miss him everyday. I love you Allen. Dad Comments are closed.
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