Today is a special day. My “Paw Paw” (Dad’s father, Allen Pyle) turned 95 years old. This morning, we learned that he passed away, so he could celebrate his birthday in Heaven with Jesus Christ.
Paw Paw was always a planner. About 5 years ago, following his 90th birthday, he mentioned that he wanted me to speak at his funeral. Over the years, he and I have shared some deep conversations, and I guess he wanted to spare his sons that emotional task.
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