A sad farewell...

Today I attended a funeral for a client who recently passed away. He was a quiet man, but had become very dear to me over the three years I had worked with him. It was touching to see the pictures and writings that were on display. I read a few paragraphs I had written and after the funeral, since I was going home after the graveside ceremony, I had to take my scooter.


It was probably a little odd looking to those who saw the procession to see a line of cars, then a scooter, then more cars.

The burial ground was behind a church surrounded by cornfields. An idyllic setting for a peaceful old man.


While I am saddened by the passing of my friend, I believe that he is now healed of all infirmities and walking arm and arm with Jesus in the heavenly places. I believe that he can now speak and sing, and make himself understood. I believe he can dance and run with the angels.

I will miss you John. Your life has touched mine in ways I cannot even recount.