Tribute To Barry Miller

Passed 2/2/2008

The Heartland Cruisers will remember his smile, his sense of humor and we will
never forget his laugh.

     Do not stand at my grave and weep 

I am not there, I do not sleep.

Now doing my Show in the evening glow,

I am that sound of a thousand winds that blow;

My chrome is the diamond glints on the snow;

my headlight the sunlight on ripened grain;

I am Driving just ahead of the gentle autumn rain.

when you wake in the morning hush,

In the distance I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight;

and as I drive on across the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry:

I am not there. I did not die.

I am now Hosting the greatest show in the sky.