that we must announce the sudden passing of our brother and great friend Ernie Correo. Soon after a gathering in Virginia City where many local townsfolk had gathered for a special occasion, The Lord silently sent an angel down to bring Ernie home. Just shortly before, he was seen laughing, and socializing with all of his Silent Rider brothers and sisters and having a genuine good time. Ernie (pictured here in his favorite red bib shirt, with his grandson) was a very nice, quiet man with the best of dispositions one could only wish for. Ernie was always happy to offer a helping hand or just to be there to listen. He cherished his wife and showered his grandson with the love only a grandfather could bestow. Ernie, although a newer member of the Silent Riders, quickly embedded himself as a major player with the group. He was frequently on the boardwalk giving visitors and friends alike a big smile and a glimpse into the past. Ernie will forever walk the boardwalk with us, in our hearts. R.I.P.
'Do not stand at my grave and weep'
I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.