Also, back 5 years ago when my daddy died, Aunt Carolyn and Uncle Harold drove from their home in Phenix City up to Canton to be at the funeral. I know daddy would've been happy they had come. I remember her telling me how beautiful the service was and how much my daddy loved me. I sure will miss hearing stories about my daddy as a kid. I know there was a joyous reunion up in heaven Sunday night! Daddy probably ran and hugged her and welcomed her in to see Jesus.