
Died of something (neural toxicity...from we don't know what) yesterday, 4pm. He grew on us more than we knew...and wagged his tail to very end.
A gathering to memorialize him will be announced shortly.
I don't claim much, but am willing to share some of the stuff I encounter in this wonderfully, mysterious life. I appreciate more and more simple words from an old hymn, "Strength for Today, Bright Hope for Tomorrow". What more could I really ask for than these two things? I've been drinking (coffee) and writing of late...on Saturday mornings. Perhaps some of these ponderings can be of encouragement to you, too. -- Dana Williamson