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April 23, 2008

A sad day

Just before bed I often check my hometown's county newspaper, just to keep up on the happenings of Shelbyville, IL.  This evening I was saddened to see a familiar face looking back at me in the obituaries.

Mrs. Price, age 86, has passed from this life.

I remember sitting in my sandbox, watching her feed the chickens scratch grain.  Suddenly, like a snake her hand reached out and grabbed a rooster by the head and swung it over her head to break it's neck.  She taught my mom to garden and preserve the harvest.  She took me to my first tent revival meeting.  When mom had to be rushed to the hospital with her tubal pregnancy, Mr and Mrs Price took care of me until family could arrive to pick me up.  I learned to hunt on their acreage.  I learned to care for animals with their guidance.  The first barn I ever thought of as "beautiful" was their barn.

Mrs Price loved me and I loved her. 

She was the first Christian that I ever knew.  Shortly after my baptism I wrote her and her husband to thank them for the lives that they had lived before me.  Mom had the opportunity to see her every few months and relates how she enjoyed the pictures and stories of my own children.  I wish she could have met them in the flesh.

She had a hard life and she ran all 86 years of it faithful to her Lord and Savior.  She buried two sons and a husband during that time.  Rest in Peace Frances.  We are poorer for your absence.  We are richer from the giving life you lived.  Until we meet again,

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