full circle in the hundred acre wood

Grace was not a woman who ran with the wolves. Grace was the wolf. A she-wolf. Leader of the pack. Buck’s good right arm when they were on the bank board together. His loyal ally during tough times and good times. Our friend. My third mama.

Gracie died last night about 9:30 in Baptist Hospital. Her sweetie, Cecil, a gentleman of unparalleled excellence, also our dear friend, called this morning with the news.

What a loss. She needs to be written about. I have so many Grace stories. But not tonight. Not tonight.

Amazing Grace

Sweet dreams, honey. God’s got a handful now, for sure.

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