The Obits


To be 75-years old was to start the day knowing every day of life had always been holy.  So you read the obits each day because every day of life left, and every life was holy.  And this was a simple way to recognize how you were blessed to be alive.  To attend a funeral was the desire to honor those who had played  a significant part of your life. 

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