My father's memorial service was held last night on a beautiful, cool Ohio summer evening outside the hangar that used to hold his airplane: right between a field of hay and a field of corn, his cattle and barns visible across the road. I think all in all we managed to do well by a man who hated funerals and preaching for the sake of preaching. I
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..seriously... that was beautiful, kent *great BIG hug*
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As for the content of this post, it's beautiful. Have you considered writing a book yourself?
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