Yesterday I attended a Celebration Of Life for a Brother I hardly knew. The fact that there is twenty years difference in our ages almost makes us come from a different generation.
As I sat at that wonderful Celebration I learned more about Doug and his family than I had in almost fifty nine years that I knew him.
He never talked to me about his deep, abiding faith in God. The people who took part in the service made that abundantly clear.
I always enjoyed visiting with him about his work and about some of the characters we both were acquainted with.
He had left a legacy of a close knit family and many,many friends.
Doug’s premature death has made me recognize that I should be ready because we never know when our time will come.
