Thursday, August 29, 2013


I think Cousin George would have been right proud of his sendoff. I thought it was one of the best memorial services ever -- more a celebration of his life than a mourning of his passing, with a great slide show depicting him from little buckaroo, on through his bronc riding and rodeo clown days, and right on up to his old rodeo-producing rancher days. Then it ended with this song, which he had chosen himself, and which describes him pretty much to a tee.  The most amazing part was this scene which greeted us outside the church, when the service was over...

the hordes of people who had waited patiently outside in the heat throughout the entire service, after the church had reached its capacity of about 200, just to show their respect. Guess he'd touched a lot more lives than most of us ever realized. I should be half so fortunate.

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