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A dear man died today.
He was a man among men. He was a friend to all who knew him. He was a man that looked out for the infirmed. I know he helped me and I am in a wheelchair. There are many words that can be said for him. His name was Ted Richardson. He was my friend and one that I was never let down by. My brother knew him for fifteen years. It took him by shock for sure enough. There is no telling what Sir Ted, as I called him, would have done within his power. There was love within ihis heart for all mankind. He gave of himself many times over to ungrateful people. I know he will be sorely missed by my brother and myself. Oh you would have liked him had you ever met. There is no doubt in my mind about that. He was that way. He liked people and cared for them no matter the circumstances. I know that I will miss him and do already. Oh for the man named Sir Ted. What a great human being he was. A service man of whom he served faithfully is one thing about him I can tell you. A caregiver was he. A true friend to anyone who would let him was he. One of whom you would and could depend upon. I miss him greatly and hopefully this will keep his memory alive. .
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