Norma and I attended the memorial service for Liz yesterday.
At Liz's request, it was a very informal but fitting celebration of a life well lived.
The service was held in 2 adjoining parlors of the funeral home and since Liz had requested her remains be cremated, there was no casket to draw you to the mourners.
The first person I met that I knew was "Little John". Can you believe he's 62 years old and we still call him "Little John"?
We chatted for a while and then I asked him, "Where's your Dad"? In typical boat racer fashion he said, "Go to Rex Hall and TURN LEFT".
All of us who knew Liz knew how special she was and she was always an attractive lady. John showed me a picture of her when they were dating 70 years ago.
She was a knockout!
The minister who led the service seemed amazed at the number of people who attended the service from out of the area. He also commented on the condolences received from around the country.
Obviously he was not a boat racer! I think he now understands we are not just a group of people who share an interest, We are a family!
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