Dad's memorial service

Today was a warm day in Sandy Springs when we drove over from Dunwoody to celebrate my dad's life. I enjoyed the service. I think the pastor did a good job. I was nervous about my part in it; I had volunteered to speak for the family. I knew the pastor would be speaking about his fishing. I spoke about the part of our lives in which my father had such an important part. I talked about the times when my dad came to games and watched our practices and such. I think it went over pretty well. It got a little tough to complete at the end. I wanted to say something important about my father. I am still very addled in my thinking. I will try later to write something worth reading. I will get over this. I just have to complete the processing of the experience.