The Week That Was

William "Bill" Duncan
April 11, 1929 - November 18, 2011

We, all in the household, were busy preparing for a large craft show when the phone rang.  We just let the answering machine pick it up.

"Karen, this is Margy.  It's important - please call me back!"

I ran to get the phone .

My sister-in-law was the bearer of bad news.

"My Dad was killed today in a car crash!"

"What?"  I asked.

She conveyed the details.

There were so many things I had wanted to tell him.  There were so many things of Barry's I wanted to share with him!

Unfinished business is the worst kind, my husband used to say.  He was right!

After the horrible news, we all retreated to our own private corners, the wind knocked out of our sails once again.

He will be sorely missed!

In Loving Memory

My husband of 29 years died 2 weeks ago from cancer.  It was a sad, sad day for us.

Medically he fell through the cracks in the system.  His doctor kept telling him he was fine, kept telling him all the tests were in range.  When in fact  he was not fine and the tests were wrong!

William Barry Duncan   July 16, 1957 - July 1, 2011

His death has left a tremendous void in our lives.

He Will Call

Life, like a mist, appears for just a day,

Then disappears tomorrow.

All that we are can quickly fade away,

Replaced with tears and sorrow.

If a man should die, can he live again?

Hear the promise God has made:

He will call; the dead will answer.

They shall live at his command.

For he will have a longing

For the work of his own hand.

So have faith, and do not wonder,

For our God can make us stand.

And we shall live forever,

As the work of his own hand.

 Friends of our God, though they may pass away,

Will never be forsaken.

All those asleep who in God’s memory stay,

From death he will awaken.

Then we’ll come to see all that life can be:

Paradise eternally.

From Sing to Jehovah, Song 111

(Based on Job 14: 13 - 15)