Boog's service was Friday evening. There was so much hustle and bustle leading up to it that I just didn't know what end was up. My dad ended up in the Emergency Room that morning with some weird rash that covered his body. He wasn't allowed to go to the service in the event that he was contagious -- so far, so good on that count -- so I was
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Laughter is the best medicine for an aching soul as it is, and I know that many were uplifted thanks to the stories his friends shared about him. I know that had it been a service for someone else and Boog had been there with me, he would've said something along the lines of, "Now that's how I would've wanted to be remembered."
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PJ really has handled this better than many considering he was her surrogate father for most of the year. I'm trying to follow her example.
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*hugs*
-Lar
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