A Memorial service was held in Scottsdale, AZ

on

Saturday, November 13, 1999 From 9:00 AM-Noon

at

St. Maria Gorretti Church

6261 N. Granite Reef Rd., Scottsdale, AZ

over 175 people were in attendance

---A warm thank you to all that attended the service---

To my Brother

A small boy looked upon a star and began to cry. And the star asked the child-why are you weeping? The boy said, you are so far away and I will never be able to touch you. And the star replied; if I were not already within your heart you would not be able to see me.

The stars and sky were always part of our family's life, because our Daddy was an astronomer. As small children we were taught the sky is where heaven is and that God and Jesus lived there.

Many years ago when my Grandfather passed away; Momma told us that Grandpa went to live with Jesus in heaven and he would always be there...watching over us. On the flight to Maine, we were high in the clouds and Randy-who was 4 at the time, said "look mommy we are up in heaven now maybe we will see Grandpa Randall"!

As the years went by I still remember us as kids, lying in the grass and staring upwards toward the sky, discovering and comparing familiar shapes-made by the clouds. Together we learned from my Dad all about the stars and the planets.

My Mom used to tell us stories about their lives before we were born and would preface the story by teasing us that we were not yet born...just twinkles in their eyes.

In this time of pain when the twinkles have turned to tears, we thank-you, all of you, for the love and support you have given to us and to Randall.

Randall loved us all. He had an overwhelming ability to give and forgive. He never gave up on anyone no matter how many times they messed up. He was a man of a million chances. In business, he would give anyone who asked for a break-a chance. He knew what it was to struggle and didn't want them to have the hurdles he had to overcome.

I can never remember a time when he did anything deliberately to hurt someone, short of the imaginary line he drew for me in the doorway to his room as a boy.

Please remember Randall as I do for his kindness and his love.

To my parents, I want to thank you for asking God to give us to you. We had a wonderful childhood. You have always made us feel that we were the center of your Universe.

Good parents give their children roots and wings. Roots to know where home is, and wings to fly away and exercise what has been taught them. Randall always knew where home was. And you gave him the wisdom and the freedom to make his own choices. He always knew you would be there in times of need.

To Randall I would like to say, I am very proud of the man you grew to be.

And I hope that I can raise my children to be as loving, honest and forgiving as you. I pray that the Lord Jesus has taken away your pain. I love you always baby brother.

A memorial Service was held in Austin, Texas at

The Atomic Cafe

705 Red River

On Saturday, November, 20 1999

At least 30 bands were in attendance

Several people joined to share memories of Randall with his family

To all of you who participated & shared your memories...

I was just reading.... about Randall spinning for the angels up there.

You know he's probably clapping his hands saying we got to get a night and letting them know this is how we're going to do it.

He's probably talking to Jimi Hendricks, Jim Morrisson, & John Lennon about what they need off the band ryder.

As far as security goes Archangel Michael will be the head security at the door with Gabriel touting his horn as the opening act and Randall up in the booth running the mixing board.

Let's remember him that way.