Tomoe Mull

Dear Michael,

I hope you are at ease in God's love and peace.

As you lay in His care, Don and I are thinking of you and remembering the happy times

that we shared together as a family.

When you lived in Highland Park, Pam held a women's meeting and it was there that I met

you for the first time.

When you lived in Hightstown, you invited our family to celebrate God's Day together in

the afternoon.  I will never forget the delicious meal that you had prepared for us. I

have always remembered your sweet potato casserole with pineapple, which I try to make

every Thanksgiving, but can never quite get to taste exactly the same.  You were an

amazing cook and host.  Your son Jacob was so cute and was also a good host to ask

everyone about what we needed.

 I also remember when  we took a walk together at Rutger's Gardens.  You had a very

smart dog (sorry I forgot her name).  I was amazed at how she fetched the log that you

threw in the pond and was able to bring it back to you so quickly.  I thought to myself,

how untrained my own dog Angel was, and marveled at how incredibly clever and well

trained you had taught your dog. After that, a student who had recognized you, approached

us. The young man clearly respected you and recalled your class with admiration. It was

then that I realized you were a great teacher, whether it was training your dog, or

engaging students within a classroom.

Two summers ago, when True Parents spoke at the Manhattan Center, Don and I had the

privilege of having you and Pam stay at our house in New Jersey. It was at this time that

we were finally able to get to know each other more. You shared many stories about how

your father was a missionary to India and about your interest in nature and humanity. We

were able to grow closer together as a family and I will always look back on these

memories with fondness and my deepest affections.

May God be with you and bless your family always. We love you.

Donald and Tomoe Mull