The sky was blue and the weather was perfect in West Texas
Trees and flowers were in bloom after rain had fallen on Thursday.
JR, his mother Sandra, Ben, Tiffany ,and Justin, Jay's uncle Philip, and his father Paul attended.
The Baptist minister reminded us that Jesus accepted Jay and that he was at peace with Him.
The Twenty-third Psalm offered all comfort.
Paul read a portion of the 1914 poem, The Fallen, traditional at veteran's memorials.
He shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary him, nor the years memory dim.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember him.
Rest in peace, son.
Posted by Paul Rivera
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