Treasure the Memories

He left us too quickly. Suddenly. As if it really was in the twinkling of an eye. One step on the sidewalk, the next one on the golden streets in Heaven. It is hard to wrap my earthly mind around this, but Roger's favorite Bible stories were about Enoch, Elijah and Elisha, so maybe this exit should not surprise me. I know God is faithful and that Roger believed that God numbered our days from beginning to end and in living every day fully and completely. He loved God. He loved people. I don't want to forget the lessons he taught me by living it. So I write.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Ro-Ro's Bench

Roger's Bench - in front of Allen's Creamery
Roger was a man of routine. His almost daily run was a consistent 'walk 2 minutes, run 1 minute' routine, whether he was out for 8 miles or only 2.  He stuck to Main Street because, "if you need help, someone will find you." 

 He knew practically everyone in town, and those amazing neighbors marked his bench. Flowers were added throughout the week. 
How sweet that sight was.

 It could not have been easy for the kids to be there without their Ro-Ro. But, as he would tell them, "not all things are easy, but you have to do them"  He did a lot of tough things, and a lot of people knew he made a difference. 
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