We laid Ronnie to rest today, with full military honors (US Army). A very sad day, indeed.
I was doing pretty well until the pastor read letters of goodbye that his family had written; the letters from his grandchildren got my water-works flowing in about half a second.
Up until now, I never really realized what an admirable life he led. I've never heard him curse, and very seldom, if ever, seen him angry. He certainly never lost his composure. He loved God deeply, and raised his family accordingly. He wasn't a "Sunday-Morning-Only" Christian; he lived it 24/7. A very soft-spoken, gentle, sweet man who was loved by all.
Best of all - I'm not just saying that 'cause he was my uncle and folks usually only say nice things about the recently dead. It's all the God's-honest truth. Truly a good man to emulate, and one of the very few I know like that.
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"...We few, we happy few...we band of brothers...For whoever sheds his blood with me today shall be my brother." - William Shakespeare
If you are not willing to stand behind our troops, by all means, please stand in front of them!