Not how did he die, but how did he live? Not what did he gain, but what did he give? These are the units to measure the worth Of a man as a man, regardless of birth. Not, what was his church, nor what was his creed? But had he befriended those really in need? Was he ever ready, with word of good cheer, To bring back a smile, to banish a tear? Not what did the sketch in the newspaper say, But how many were sorry when he passed away? Dad gone but never forgotten - God has you in his keeping and we all have you in our hearts

His Journey’s Just Begun by Ellen Brenneman. Don’t think of him as gone away his journey’s just begun, life holds too many facets this earth is only one. Just think of him as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years. Think how he must be wishing that we could know today how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of him as living in the hearts of those touched . . . for nothing loved is ever lost and he was loved so much. Rest in peace Uncle Hughie. Go Raibh Suaimhneas Síoraí Air.

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