El, Jerry & all of our big, noisy & rambunctious family would get together every summer at grandma & grandpa Munro’s farm. We had so much fun! Well, we kids did. For the adults, it was lots of work! A wood stove with water to heat; loads of yard work & animals; plus always a diaper to change; a child to push in a wagon or swing; or another to comfort & kiss. I always remember El saying grace before each meal (at the big oak table) laden with huge platters of food. And warm hugs & blessings for us all when we headed home. So many special & happy memories. Memories that many city children don’t have. I know he will be dearly missed. Yet what a difference he’s made to his family, his community & our world.
