These are all stories from the
memory board from Al Jam 2000

I kidnapped Contretta once. I was going to send Al a ransom note with cut-out letters, just as a joke. He found out I did it, and he was so mad that I just gave the picture back, but he didn't say one word to me for two weeks. Then all of a sudden after two weeks, same ol' Al.

He would only wear clean new socks.
No holes, no dirt.
His pride was at stake!
Scott & Bonnie

Julie, Joy, Ann, Bryan -
Remember "Mrs. Jones"?!?

At one of Alfonso's parties a few years ago, we were putting away some of the food. Al picked up a crockpot almost full of bbq'd weenies and had it in his hands before he realized how hot it was. He started saying "hot, hot, hot" and kind of dancing around, and finally just tossed it up in the air to get it out of his hands. There were weenies and bbq sauce everywhere --all over Al, the floor, even the ceiling. That was the funniest thing I've ever seen.

My friend Alfonso and his "Astro" van at Wheatland!
You are loved-

I would like to tell you what Al thought was so funny to tell me. He would leave work at Flamingos and say to me "Well I am off like a prom dress" and then laugh so hard! As I would say "Fonso, please don't say that to me! I have two daughters!" He would just crack up! My Mom would call him her movie star, since he went to California, and he would tell me that only two women in the world scared him, his Mom and my Mom, his cousin Lucy!
Al's cousin Marie

Excerpts from Lassie by Al-
What is it girl?
Did Timmy fall in the well again?

A few years ago Bryan & I went to Applebee's with Al & Ann. We were at our table when a very, very large woman walked by. Al just looked at us and said "chinga". Ann & I started laughing so hard we almost peed our pants, but Bryan was so mad!! He thought we were laughing at the lady, but we were laughing at Al. He could say so much with just one word!

"Oh hell no!"
Alfonso, love ya always

There's an empty chair at our table
We knew you'd be here if you were able
So we'll save your place
We'll remember your face
We'll keep our ears open for your music
So really it's only the chair that seems empty.
Sheri Stone

Alfonso was here
but now he's gone
He left his name
to carry on
For those who knew him
knew him well
For those who didn't
his soul lives to tell
We miss you Alfonso!
Lynette Drust

Hey Fonso,
Thanks for my big "21" and doing it up with me in style.
I'll never forget it... I still can't drink Jager!
...oh and thanks for carrying me out to the car...
You made that night!
Love ya
your cousin Maria


Author Unknown

When tomorrow starts without me,
And Iím not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldnít cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didnít get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know youíll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that Iíd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, Iíd always thought,
I didnít want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
Iíd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.
But then I finally realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heavenís gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From his great golden throne,
He said This is eternity,
And all Iíve promised you.
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each dayís the same way,
Thereís no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldnít do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last youíre free.
So wonít you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Donít think we are far apart,
For every time you think of me,
Iím right here, in your heart.

With love,
Joy & Steve


I wish you
skies so blue
happy sighs
peaceful hours
blooming flowers
times of ease
big shade trees
gentle words
no regrets
long sunsets
songs to play
a lovely and always.

You're in my thoughts and prayers.

~Kerry Basham

For Al

Everything was a hazy mist as I peered through the opacity;
I tried to make out the faces, I knew they were looking at me.
I saw that they were crying, I wondered if they'd been there for long;
Then I saw a face beyond them, an image that was powerful, and strong.

I knew what I saw was the face of God, He was telling me it was time to go;
But then I heard a chorus of voices pleading, and begging "no";
I saw God turn His head to them, listening, and hearing them pray;
I suddenly knew what was happening; they were asking me to stay.

I wanted to speak up and say to them that God had made the best choice;
I called out their names one by one, but they could not hear my voice.
Then suddenly I felt such a sense of peace, a comfort from up above;
I knew that what I was feeling was an infinite outpouring of love.

It was then that my fate became clear to me, and I knew I was going to stay;
All those faces I had seen through the mist had joined hands and hearts to pray.
God had surely changed His mind, and had granted them their request;
My time on this earth was not yet over, and staying with them would be best.

God granted me just a little more time, I didn't get to stay too long;
I had just a few weeks with those I loved, to tell them they were not wrong.
Their effort to keep me was not in vain, it gave us more time together;
For every speck of time we had is something we'll cherish forever.

There's tremendous power in collective love and that was shown to me;
The life I had on this earth was precious, even more than I knew it could be.
I'm home now, and here's where I'll be staying for many, many more years;
But I'll never stop being thankful to those who called me back with their tears.

Don't cry for me please, no more, for I'm in a much better place;
Every time you look up at the sky, imagine you see my face.
I'm there, you know, watching over you, looking down at you from above;
I'm thinking how very lucky I was to ever have known your love.

With love from PJ

September 23, 2000

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