Ultimately, the great truths of family history don’t live in any book. They live in the hearts and minds of the living descendants. They live in the way we conduct our lives, in the passing of traditions and values to those who will follow.
Laurence Overmire, A Revolutionary American Family
We enjoy an easy afternoon and evening, good conversation and laughter, with Gerry’s sister and her husband. The siblings go over the eulogy that they, along with their older brother and the wife of their oldest brother who died too young four years ago, will read tomorrow at the celebration of life honouring their parents.
Later, thanks to magic of modern technology, we beam the slideshow (put together by one of the young technical geniuses in the family) that will be played at the service, from my brother-in-love’s phone to the big screen TV and watch two people become one, raise a fine family, and ultimately travel the world.
They formed friendships lasting a lifetime while remaining deeply rooted in Vernon, B.C.—especially in the hearts of their children, grandchildren, and extended family.
Lives well lived by people much loved.
Dear Linda, your posting is, in itself, a lovely eulogy. Peace.
Thank you, Dee.