I wrote about my friend, Fred, a couple of days ago. This morning, at 5:00 a.m., he passed away. I'm so thankful to have had the opportunity to be his friend and to be near him during his final days.
Fred loved Elvis, so the last couple of times we visited, I concluded our conversation with a some "Elvis hymns." Needless to say, I'm no Elvis Presley.
Fred and Judy have dogs and parrots. The first time I sang, the dogs howled. The second time, the parrots screeched. Fred really enjoyed it -- and that's what counts. It doen't matter what the dogs and parrots thought!
I think we'll do Peace in the Valley for his memorial service next week.