Memory Shoulder company He liked to sit on your shoulder while you read the paper, chattering away in your ear about nothing at all. Small, warm, and never quiet. That is exactly how we will remember him. Irene Casey · 21 Jul 2026
Memory He said his own name Sunny could say his own name, clear as anything, usually when he wanted attention, which was always. He would tilt his head, say "Sunny!", and wait for the whole room to look at him. It worked every single time. Derek Casey · 21 Jul 2026
Memory The morning song Sunny woke us every morning with the same cheerful racket, whether we wanted it or not. I used to grumble about it. Now the mornings are silent, and I would give anything for the noise back. Irene Casey · 21 Jul 2026