In your eyes one could see an ocean or a sea of green or a sky of blue. Words could never accurately describe the hue because it belongs uniquely to you–LePam.
We knew that you were special from birth. The shock of white hair proclaimed it so. It’s been said that those so blessed with that streak of white hair held mystical and magical gifts. That was certainly you–LePam.
No one can ever deny the zest you shared with us earthlings. We will all be eternally blessed and edified by it. So, we remember you on the date of your birth. The day my grandma named you–LePam!