just a closer walk.......

ok,so i went to dr. mack's memorial service.......i left work really early so i could get to the church early enough to get a seat........really big funerals fill up fast......and so i happened to sit next to a couple from my church....a retired physician and his wife who could be/should be poster-people for christianity.....they are so genuinely kind.....i could/should take a lesson from them....but i digress.......the memorial service was s.r.o.......with eclectic musical selections.....vincent dimartino playing what a wonderful world on trumpet..a lovely arrangement of til we meet again on the church's baby grand..amazing grace sung by all those in attendence.....the 1st baptist men's gospel choir singing i come here asking for a blessing.......they really rocked for a presbyterian funeral.......but then....dr. mack used to play sax with them at their black baptist church....and i am certain that the congregation showed more appreciation then than the waspish funeral crowd did today........only a few amens when they were done....and no one clapped along....or danced in the aisles.......mack would have appreciated it if someone had done so.....one of the eulogies was read by our friend dick (cayle's foster father) for our friend milton....who is now in france following the alpine portions of the tour before his own mountain trek.....we were invited on this adventure......before i left the restaurant and before we had a child get into an ivyleague school.....and luckily we didn't decide to make the commitment....because it wouldn't have been good timing.......but i digress yet again........mack's daughter also gave a euology......with great difficulty........she mentioned her 2-year-old daughter's relationship with her 'precious'.........she didn't call her grandpa any of those cutsie southern names like pawpaw, or pappy, .....just 'precious'........so sweet a testimony to a singular man.......