Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Today my family and friends gathered to bid farewell to Uncle Paul, my Mom's brother. He passed away on October 21 at the age of 82, very unexpectedly. Which, for him, was a blessing, but for the family - a shock.
I have so many wonderful memories of my Uncle Paul, but I mostly think of him as a farmer. I know that I was always a little jealous of my cousins, Dave, Carolee and Kevin, as they lived on the farm and we lived in the "village". I can remember when Carolee got her horse "Charlie" and how I wished that we lived were I could have had a horse. I remember going up upon occasion and helping out with haying, and the black Angus cattle he raised (and how mean they were). I remember many holiday gatherings.... and I feel so very honored (happy) that my Uncle Paul and Aunt Doreen came to our "timber raising" last fall and to our "open house" this past spring.. and my Uncle saying to me.... "You got quite a place here"......
The family had a private graveside service, the day was cool and gray, but the trees all around us were in their full beauty. And after the graveside service we went onto the church for a memorial service. Here the true testament of his life was seen in "living color"... a church absolutely filled to capacity!!!! And people running about looking for extra folding chairs..... I have always felt that if one "needs a bigger church to hold all their friends", you certainly know what kind of life that person has lived. Many folks stood to tell their favorite stories......happy stories that made us laugh