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My papaw

I was asked to speak at his funeral, and since I’ve never been known as a person of few words ,I’d like to take the opportunity to say what a great man he is. And I say IS because I know that he really just changed addresses. He’s enjoying Heaven now. And I think that’s a consloation for our family.

Papaw was a social person. I’ve seen him get in conversations with total strangers about marbles, knives, or his beloved Kentucky Wildcats. He never met a stranger.And your life was richer just because you knew him.

He worked hard at everything he did. He didn’t teach me about hard work with words, but with his example. He was always working on something, or thinking about what he needed to do. But he taught me the value of relaxing too. I learned you can learn alot from a ball game or sitting on the porch whittling.

Papaw also had a funny side. Mom tells me that in the hospital when she wouldn’t let him get out of bed he said “I’ll catch you with your head turned in a minute.” And when I was younger, he would always walk up and pinch me right in the arm. “That’s a thin shirt you have on” he would say. When I visited home from Basic Training, that was one of the first things he did.

I’ll miss him more than words can describe. But I take comfort in knowing that his labors have ceased and he is in the presence of his Savior.

I love you papaw.

Thomas Coyn Yocum