He was gone! Softly and sadly, left and heaven came down in the praise at church and at home. When I got home, I had my first ice bucket full of hail left on my doorstep. A wondrous sight to us cityslickers! Evelyn said, It looks like the angels dropped the punchbowl, during their party! We got a kick out of imagining the kind of party, Uncle was enjoying on his first Sunday in heaven.
Now everytime I think of the hymn "Hail Him, highest archangels in glory" Uncle Pat pops into my mind.
"The gift of HAIL"
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