Admittedly, I am a very emotional person.
I am already tearful about the Bush grown-up kids entering the funeral home, which they just did.
I know he was 94 and all of us should be grateful he lived a full, happy and wonderful life. His dedication to public service was awesome. He came from big money and did not need to contribute to our country in the many ways he did.
So, here's my question. WHY do people have to die?
I don't get it. I am not kidding. The survivors suffer the most grievous heartache. You think there is an afterlife and it gives you hope that when you leave this world, there is something better.
I don't know how to get that faith. The honey had it, but I do not, as much as I hate to admit it.
I feel like the original doubting Thomas. If I can't see it, I find it difficult to accept it.
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Oh no, they just brought out the casket. His pall bearers were his present Secret Service contingent.
He deserves a respectful send-off. He was a very class act.
A diminishing breed, unfortunately.
thanks, micro
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