In Waycross there was a family reunion/birthday party - we tried to foist our Jeff & Debby DVD's on everyone we could.
Danny Howe was still with us, Aunt Mary, Uncle Charles and Roy, too.
I miss them all but live in gratitude for the time we got to share.
I remember thinking that our turning around to see the smallest church, to get to take its picture, was a small but promising sign of all the good things surely to come.
Who could have guessed that the little church would burn down a few years later ?
Never doubt the poetry in life...
