I remember The Probability Broach. (for) to [of]

Was this gentleman a member of our gulch? Seems like an interesting cat...

Rest In Peace!
This was written in his obit...”as well as countless friends and brothers-in-arms. He was preceded in death by his mother and father.”
I attach this song “Brother - in- arms”
I would love it if someone played this song for me after I’m gone .....https://http://youtu.be/Z3_HTGdLXL4

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Someday you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn to be
Brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battle raged high
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
and The moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line in your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms