Mrs. Pompel & Family -

My deepest sympathy to you and your family. I was in the Northridge Hospital ER when you and your daughter came in looking for your husband on Friday night. The look on your face when they told you he was not on the centralized injured list and that they had gone from Rescue mode to Recovery mode, just broke my heart. The love you obviously had for this man showed on your face. I prayed for you all weekend long and was deeply saddened and affected when I saw his name in the paper that he had not survived the crash. As long as you keep his memories alive, he will live forever in your heart.....

Paul, you are a wonderful man, I know you are reading all these comments, and enjoying unimaginable joy with Jesus. You have touched the hearts of so many, and truly will be missed. Until we meet again.

Ron, I can't believe your not here. I still am in shock that your jokes will not be at the next family gathering. I have been thinking of all the times that you and Tim would come over to our house (every night) for dinner when we were younger. You always brought laughter in our home, even when sometimes there wasn't much to laugh about. You were my uncle, my friend, and a person that no matter what would always be there for us. The amigos will never be the same without you, but forever there will be stories to tell of how you touched all of us. I send my love to Jan and the boys, Tim, Scott, and my dad, and know that they will keep your memory alive. We miss you Ron, and know the glass is a now a litte emptier without you in our lives. Peace my friend.

I am deeply moved by the posts I have read about my dear friend, Greg Lintner. I would like to add my own thoughts:

Greg was the ultimate Pro. He never allowed preconceived notion or bias to enter his domain. He was unapologetic about his quest for Truth when assisting clients. He was relentless and worked with the precision of an attorney in his pursuit of justice and equal treatment of the taxpayer, no matter where the trail led. Most significant of all, family was everthing to Greg. He spoke fondly of his son and wife. When Greg and Bob Casaburi came up to Fresno on business, we became the three amigos and hung out together. These are times I will always treasure. My wife Barbara and I wish to pass long our profound sense of loss and prayers to family and friends.

I do not know Pete personally. He is the uncle of a friend. But after reading this I feel like I know him. I hope and pray that one day people can write this about me. He sounds like a great man who touched many lives and was full of the Holy Spirit! My prayers go out to all of you.

If Alan Buckley was half as nice a guy at 59 that he was at 19 he was he truely was a good man. When my sister called to say she heard he had been killed in the crash I went out to the garage and opend my old Lufkin tool box, took out Buck's old Army hat that he gave me when he got out of the National Guard; and remembered what a kind and gentle guy he was. I also remembered all the the times he helped me fix my car - and what a great train set they had in their garage, along with an old V8 Ford. Truely a generous and kind man. God bless his family.

I miss you so much Manny!! I love you and your spirit will live on inside all of us...Manny always made me laugh no matter what. He was such a positive person if I ever tried to be negative he would tell me, "Stooop it." and make some joke along with it that made me crack up. I will miss that but I will always think of you when I am needing someone to tell me "stop it..." and to laugh at everything. Love you so much and I'm praying for your family.

Wow - I bet you all forgive the drunk drivers who kill innocent people on the roads because, hey, accidents happen, right? Those people who leave their children in the car on a hot day. Yep - just mistakes! Let's forgive!

Right is right, wrong is wrong.

You all live on Fantasy Island. I swear.

My future wife, Lori, and I became very close to Walt when we were all in the Pepperdine's Year-in-Europe program in Heidelberg, Germany. Walt was a roommate of mine. We traveled together, ate our evening meals together and played "hearts" at night when homework was done. I remember Walt buying an "antique" sewing machine and oil can, then spending several times their value to send them home to family. He was frugal with his money and saved up left-over "broetchen" (bread rolls) from breakfast every morning so he would have something to eat while traveling at Christmas time. One time he literally gave me the shirt of his back to dab the blood on my head. It was a minor injury from a pick-up football game in 30 degree weather! As we sat at dinner every night, it was always Walt who said, "Guten Appitit" after our prayer and before we ate. When I remember Walt I remember smiles and laughter and deep faith. He was a man of God from the time he became a man. Full lives and distance have separated Lori and me from Walt over the years, but he was always our friend.
Jenny, our hearts and prayers are with you. May you be comforted by the loving God, who now cradles Walt in his arms.

A while back I worked with Pete for a year or two. He always struck me as a dedicated, caring and overall nice guy. I was saddened to hear of his passing. My prayers are with his family.