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Farewell to Lester Graybill
I never met a man, who could shake my hand, and make my heart feel like a hearth afire. I never met a man, who could smile so easy, real honest. I never met a man, who could make my dark soul, fill with light, by merely standing with him, in conversation. I never met a man, who could come by honesty, so cleanly, so believably solid. I never met a man, who could capture my soul, with the stories of simplicity, and sincerety of his youth. I never met a man, who could live so modestly, so humbly, so simply, and be so very happy to live. I never met a man, who could toil in the garden with his wife and find riches in the earth, riches which I could never see. I never met a man, with a beard, so natural, so manly, that I just wanted to give it a little tug. I never met a man, who was lacking in height, but, huge in stature. I never met a man, who could wear clothing, tattered, worn, freyed, and look so regal, though, he would not understand that, at all. I never met a man, who could tell you a story with his eyes, eyes with depth so bottomless, that, words were sometime inappropriate. I never met a man, who could bring children into this world, who could be just as kind, and loving, and warm, as he. I call it "drinking out of the same cup" if you will? I wandered around this big world, looking deep into the souls of individuals, here and there, seeing much of me, in them, nothing special there. I never met a man who could make me feel the sadness, which I felt today, upon learning of the passing of Lester Graybill. The world will truely be a lesser place without him. Goodbye my Dear Friend
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