My friend sent me a diversity calendar...and this is the month of August's picture and story. I read them every month and just got to August yesterday and this one hit home. While describing all the room at Marnita's table, I could only think of my dad's service. The actual quote above left me feeling like I had been punched. When he left, one of his dear friends spoke of him at his service, mostly about my dad's contributions to gays and lesbians-and their loved ones-in his church. This man used a line that stays with me always and it went, he "was a caterer who did not want anyone to be missing from our table. " My dad....
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