Peter Campbell
A day passed with Vernon on my mind. Each day is like this. October 14th arrived and I wonder what he is up to in the spirit realm. When we lose touch with his phone, I could always find him in Salt Lake (the city of Salt as he would say) and reunite. I still look as I drive pretending with hope that a sighting would occur. I knick-named him Vernapedia (Wikipedia) as he had answers to questions. A free spirit that is part of the Hawaiian wind and ocean, I miss him dearly. His daughter Hoku has nice memorial out in Sandy. I talk to him often and imagine his voice responding. One of the best gifts I received arriving in Utah was meeting him and keeping a friendship. A piece of life is missing without you Vernon. Forever in my heart. Peter