Andrea Totaro

(December 7,1982)

A Tribute To Mitchell John Kemling


He was like a shiny gold casket
That, when opened,
Shows coins of the same color
As well as pearls, diamonds,
And colorful gemstones.
A loving person to the end,
His organs saved lives
After an aneurysm left him brain-dead.

Submitted: Sunday, May 26, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013
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Mitchell John Kemling was born in St. Paul, Minnesota on October 2,1969; he graduated from Roseville High and St. John's University Collegeville (where he was a resident assistant, president of the crew team, and member of the homecoming committee) before passing away one week after his 24th birthday in 1993.

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