Kurt was walking down a hallway holding a little kitty in his arms and telling a funny story with that smile of his. I do not remember what the story was about just his smile, laughing eyes and the way he held that kitty. His laugh was so genuine and the sparkle in his eyes made his whole face light up. I am very blessed to have known Kurt on this journey of my life. Thank you Kurt for being a part of who I am. I will always love you. Joann Jones