Oscar

Oscar was a good man.  I attended his funeral today.  A veteran of World War II, an industrial psychologist, father, husband, grandpa, neighbor, and saint.  In some ways he was very different.  He purchased a school bus and gave neighbor children rides to school.  He traveled the world as a sailor, a young missionary to New Zealand and an elder missionary to Fiji with his wife Bernice.  After their children were grown he purchased a series of campers in which he traveled America with Bernice.  I'm grateful I knew Oscar and I'm grateful I knew more about him because of his funeral.