The World is a bit smaller today…

When I was a child he helped teach me how incredible the world is. Always positive. Always looking forward and searching for (and expecting) the best.

Goodbye Uncle Fred. The world is a little bit smaller today.

Fred Meyer Obit Dallas News page 1 (PDF)
Fred Meyer Obit Dallas News page 2 (PDF)

Fred Meyer Dallas News Funeral Article (page 1)
Fred Meyer Dallas News Funeral Article (page 2)

Death–Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then ’tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses’ heads
Were toward eternity.

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