Today I went to a memorial service for a wonderful man who was 92 but you'd never think was a day over 80. Since he was an episcopalian we had a eucharist. At the end there were military honors after which we recessed out of the church behind one of the nephews who played "when the saints go marching in"--New Orleans style.
When I go, I was people to process out of the church clapping their hands!
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