Burpee, Carpenter & Hutchins Funeral Home

I was in Brother's class in school and  have known him since we were in the sixth grade.

I rememer when he first met Joan.

Brother was the finest kind of friend. I encouraged him to run for Selectman in St. George. 

In later years we had good times in his mill and workshop swapping stories. Whenever I'd come home from some trip or time in school, I'd run down to the mill to touch bases with Brother Cline.  I still remember some of Brother's stories and published some of them. He always had a smile on his face when telling stories. He was good at it.

Then, Brother had a stroke or heart attack that changed his personality. He became a different person.  It was not a pleasant thing to see, but I knew he had no control over it.  I understood what had happened to him and tried to work out around it. 

I miss the good times I had with Brother Cline.  He was a good friend. 

Robert Skoglund