I had the privilege of attending a memorial service at my church today for a gentleman and a gentle man. He was a self-taught guitarist and all-around music lover and played in the church band. All the music in this service had been selected by him and turned a sad and solemn occasion into a time of hope and celebration.
At the reception following the service we were invited to share Bruce’s favorite treat — doughnuts. But not just everyday doughnuts. Each one was a tribute to a part of his life.
