A number of our club members escorted the ashes of a 5 yr old boy in the missing man formation yesterday. He's the nephew of a couple in our club. He died by drowning after he fell into a canal that's full of fast running water.

What an honor the family bestowed on us!!! As the only woman I felt like a mom sending him home to Jesus.

Now for the healing of the family, which if it ever comes, will be a long time...praying for them.


Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, a touch that never hurts. - Charles Dickens