Susie

Below are my brother and my eulogies to our father at his memorial service yesterday. It was a gorgeous June day in Maine. My sister Susie did a reading, but prefaced it by saying that she had been glad to to see some clouds rolling in as she drove down to Falmouth from her home in Waldoboro, because the day had been so beautiful that she knew the last place our father would have wanted to be on a beautiful June day was in church.

And she read from Luke 8:22-25:

"Now it came to pass on a certain day, that he went into a ship with his disciples: and he said unto them, Let us go over unto the other side of the lake. And they launched forth.
"But as they sailed he fell asleep: and there came down a storm of wind on the lake; and they were filled with water, and were in jeopardy.
"And they came to him, and awoke him, saying, Master, master, we perish. Then he arose, and rebuked the wind and the raging of the water: and they ceased, and there was a calm.
"And he said unto them, Where is your faith? And they being afraid wondered, saying one to another, What manner of man is this! for he commandeth even the winds and water, and they obey him. "

I should add about my father that not only would he not want to have been there, he would not have been there.