My brother

It is with great sadness that I write this story to say goodbye to the man we knew as Rick...but I knew as my brother, my buddy, my protector.
Rick lived life his way. He was a person who was always the good guy. He was a friend to many and never chose to argue, when he could just walk away. But...if someone picked on his little sister...well then he changed.
That was until I turned about 13....I remember I went to him to let him know "someone picked on me" and he laughed and said " Sis, sometimes I think you bring it on, so you need to fight your own battles from now on." WOW!
But thanks to Rick, I learned to do just that. I am the strong, independent woman I am today because of that great brother. Thanks Rick ..I love you and I will miss you always. Your sis..Yvonne Folck

Selfless & Kind

Knowing Rick for approximately a decade, he was such a selfless and giving man. Never too busy to talk, he was willing to always listen or give sound advice, if asked. A humble and free spirit... I remember celebrating him (and all that he did) with a cake decorated with an Eagle... "The Wind Beneath Our Wings"

I'll always carry a piece of his spirit in my heart!