We are all real sad about Dear Archie but we have known this day was coming for a long time. Every time the kids have left home the past three years they have told him "Goodbye" as if that was the last. So, we cannot bemoan his passing as much as we have to celebrate that he was an unusual assemblage of poodle protoplasm, that he lived longer than most poodles, that he was intimately involved in everything in the family through some of the most important years of this family life, that he managed to stay in tune and "on beat" with everything in the family every step of the way, that his protoplasmic programming kept him on course longer than is average for his breed, that he weathered the cataracts and the impaired hearing as if it was all in the days work, and that at the end when his life purpose had long since been fulfilled, his fighting heart was still struggling for yet another minute, another hour, or another day with LeRoy and his beloved family. The triumph of one protoplasm is a triumph for everything that lives, lest we forget… When you return, Archie's corporal being will still be a part of 4903 DeRussey Parkway. And so it shall always remain as long as the living can still remember all the protoplasms that went before. Archie was a magnificent one. He knew the way and he stayed around until the poplar and the ash trees were turning to yellow and the maples and the dogwoods to red. Life is forever, lest we forget.
Forever and ever, forever, Murray "Dad"