Saturday, March 26, 2011

Fare Thee Well: ‘Til we meet again

My boys got along well with their Uncle Bill and young cousin.

So did my dad and I.


[“Good days with Dad, Bill and the boys”: photo GH circa 1980]

When Bill passed away recently it was a shock, a blessing and more. In my opinion, it's always more.

An Old Irish Blessing shares the following:

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.



[“Found in my wallet”: photo GH]

‘Til we meet again, Bill.

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