There have been no invitations this year to the Memorial; the last meeting I attended was the Memorial, 2016. I went to bookend services and visited with dear friends of some 40 years, many of whom were tiny children when we first met. Now, they have their own kids.
Being the jolly guy I am, I made a point to chat up those who initially shunned me. Not on this night, no siree, Bob!
BUT, three different invitations to Easter Sunday family gatherings from people who REALLY do care about me.
I'm beginning to see life and people in a truer light . . .