My thoughts and prayers are with Polk's family and friends, while the world has lost a good soul, I have faith Polk has found peace something all who loved him always wanted for him.

Our thoughts and love with his family and friends. Safe Harbor  Written by Jennifer Hickok  The storm has been raging for so long now; Pouring rain, crashing thunder, howling wind Beating down on this lonely ship. Searching for a place to call home. There was a time; it seems so long ago, The sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky. Looking up from the bow into forever. A gentle breeze, cotton candy clouds. But the storm slowly moved in; A few scattered showers and thunderstorms. Days of downpour, flashes of lightning. With shelter so hard to find. Rainbows still shone, beacons of hope In the unlikeliest places. Vibrant against a backdrop of gray. A glimpse at the best of times. As the years passed by; The storms changed, getting worse Getting better, and fading away. But they’d left their mark. A vessel is forever changed When touched that way. And although you can rebuild, The damage has been done. Horrible storms had been forecast For the not so distant future. But they wouldn’t hit this ship. Not again, no more damage would be done. The ship will be protected now. Lost no more, tossed about no longer. Safe in a harbor to forever call home.

Safe Harbor by Jennifer Hickok The storm has been raging cor so long now. Pouring rain, crashing thunder, how,ing wind Beating down on this lonely ship. Searching for a place to call home. There was a time; it seems so long ago. The sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky, Looking up from the bow into forever. A gentle breeze, cotton candy clouds. But the storm moved slowly in. A few scattered showers and thunderstorms. Days of downppur, flashes of lightning; With shelter so hard to find. Rainbows still shone, beacons of hope, In the unlikeliest of places; Vibrant against a backdrop of gray. A glimpse at the best of times. As the years passes by, The storms changed, getting worse. Getting better, and fading away. But they’d left their mark. A vessel is forever changed, When touched that way. And although you can rebuild, The damage has been done. Horrible storms have been forecast For the not so different future. But they wouldn’t hit this ship. Not again, no more damage would be done. The ship will be protected now. Lost no more, tossed about no more. Safe in a harbor to forever call home.

My heart is broken.

Please accept our deepest condolences for your family's loss.