The world lost a very cool man yesterday. However God gained a wonderful friend, and this man was rejoined with his wife. If you saw him and his wife together you saw the love. After his wife passed all I thought of was the book, "Where the Red Fern Grows"
He was a part of the "Greatest Generation" and to hear his stories made for a great day. There was never dull moment or repeated story. He was an aavid Hearts player, and good at it too. Our hearts ache for this family who we love so dearly and lost someone so awesome.
And he is going to be missed. There is some sweetness in the fact that he no longer has to be in his wordly body. He is free of it and he can be free with his wife.
As for the title of this post, that's what we called him, Pistol. We are going to miss those stories.