Time was so short with you.
I never got to hear a lot about what it was like to serve with Gen. Hap Arnold in WWII.
What was it like to plow fields, teach school, join the Army.
What was it like to argue a case before the state supreme court.
You never got to see me act in the school play.
You never got to see me compete on field day.
I wish I could have shown you my grades.
Most of the time while I grew up, I was 5,000 miles from your steady influence.
Some day, I hope to catch up on all that.
This is the song you asked me to sing at your funeral. Maybe we can sing it together soon.
Sometimes I get tired of this life, and I think of your chuckle, and the kind way you always treated Grandma, and the way you never gave up, and the way you died with your boots on, and it's always an encouragement to keep going.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpwQO3ckqNIBecause He Lives - Gaither Vocal Band