Angie (Werner's cousin) made it up Saturday night. We said a few words about Werner, then she talked to us...then we had a moment of silence. We flew the flag he had given us Friday and Saturday in the pavilion, then took it down and folded it and gave it to her before she left.
Our friend was remembered by all on the mountain top. The weather was chilly Saturday night...we had both fireplaces going in the pavilion. It was just as if he was there.....like the old days
