" Never Say Goodbye.....":

          " I recently attended a funeral service for my spouse's great-uncle,who was a WW II Army Veteran,

           ( Bronze Star Award ), remaining fairly active up until two weeks before his death,peacefully passing

           in his sleep @ the age of 90 years old.On the morning of the viewing / funeral, I was suprised to see

           that the number of small grandchildren had outnumbered the adults,close friends @ the service.

          This occasion seemed more of," a melancholy rememberance", than ," a grieving process",in that

           everyone had recounted mainly on the happier times that were shared with Uncle Bill and his children,

            being that there were tears of joy,in place of sorrow.The viewing had its brief encounters with

           the youngsters,either approaching the coffin to,"tap the shoulder of Pop to wake-up", or just to gander

           at the display of flowers,ribbons and assorted photos,adorning the casket.

           **The most interesting part was during the Military Honor / graveside salute,each of his grandchildren,plus

         one great-grandchild, ( Ten, all together ),was included to place an individual rose / miniature,American Flag

         around his casket, during Taps played and bagpipes serenade.

         ** I guess we have nothing to fear, but fear itself."