Poor Kyle woke up miserable. We had been honored to be welcome to join the family at Bill Jackson's burial--a godly man who with his wife, Libby, had been very kind to both Phil and I over the years. When I was single they were quick to include at family dinners when they visited from Maryland, and I have been blessed to become friends with if their daughters. Phil worked for them a number of times, and genuinely enjoyed them and their personalities and kind words. His wife has been a wise woman, faithfully ministering to him in his fight and decline.
Further up and further in.
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