Towards the end of his life my father had to give up many things. One of the last things he gave up was meeting folks at the door to the church as they came in. He felt someone should always be there to make them feel welcome. When he passed I found solace in the believe that he is now standing at the gates of heaven to greet people as they come in. I pray you can find some small solice in knowing that my father was waiting to my your brother feel welcomed. You are in my thoughts and prayers.