Our friend was laid to rest in the dry land he loved and cared for in his birthplace.
He was from the land of big hearted folk, they listen more than talk, they know the value of space and water-one in abundance the other in scarcity.
He was intimate with the large cats that roam West Texas and Mexico-he knew their goings and coming-birthings and deaths. He knew by sight near 40-a rarity.
He respected their ‘lionness’, because they do what lions do-always.
May you rest in ground you loved, our friend. Till then….
Thank you H.M. Class of 1974
Spiritual Formation 