Andrew G. Sherman

Andrew left us much to early at the hands of the unknown.  He was born May
26, 1971 to Gordon and Ruth Sherman.  He was educated in the Richmond
School system and graduated in 1989.  He always disliked organized school
but had a great love for learning.  He took many college courses and read
continuously. He had worked at many places and always needed a job where he
had to use his brain and be in hopes to learn something everyday. His job
before he was injured was with handicapped kids for Spurwink.  He was an
incredible photographer.

He was predeceased by his Dad, Gordon Sherman, grandparents Francis and
Eleanor Sherman, Glenn and Marjorie Brown.  He is survived by his Mom of
Pittston, brother Alton of Dresden, his niece and nephew Aurora and Connor
Sherman of Albion.  He was probably the happiest when he, Aurora and Connor
were doing something or going somewhere.  He is also survived by his
beloved cats Bruce and Chuck.  Many aunts, uncles and cousins.



Notes from four of his great friends:  His homemade hot sauces were both
delicious AND a violation of the Geneva Convention. His knowledge of film
was vast and secretly stolen from a small lab in Belgium. His puns were
known to cause famine in the middle east.  His photos were known to cure
famines in the middle east.  (It was a wash.) Known for making people
think, this eerie ability caused the formulation of a  small planet
somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse.  Always a riot, Always brilliant.
Stolen too soon, survived by the whole rest of the world, which is poorer
in his absence.  "The light has gone out of my life."  Teddy Roosevelt.
Thanks Jeff, Rodney, Ryan and Matti for always being there for him.

At his request there will be no funeral, a celebration of his life will
take place at a later date.