We got a check in the mail yesterday with a beautiful thank you card. It was from our friend Ann, the widow of our friend Joel. I mentioned a few entries ago about singing at his funeral. It was a difficult thing to do, but it was an honor to be asked. Joel and Ann lived here for many years. Joel has be a champion for the little guy for as long as I can remember. He had a moral compass that did not stray from truth and justice. We were both humbled that we were asked to sing.
Ann told us that she was touched when we sang, and that Joel would have been thrilled. She asked that we take the money and go out and have a meal in his honor. Both Jilda and I wept when we read her note.
So tonight, we went to a local restaurant and had a wonderful meal. We recalled our favorite memories of our friend. We held our glasses high and tinked a toast in his honor.
His memory will never die as long as we live.
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