The last part of my layout you might think is morbid. But they are the hands that held the hands of our fathers when they were dying. Which we will never regret. And being the pallbearer at my fathers funeral was the last thing I could do for him. Even though the funeral home thought it was unusual that a female wanted to be a pallbearer. Oh well I always go against the usual. We both love family dearly and will with all our hearts for eternity.