(Follow up from the previous posting...)
I am very saddened to inform you that the man I often escorted to Mass on Sundays passed away yesterday. This was not the man who asked the congregation to pray for me.
For the longest time I thought was unable to speak. However, one of the last weeks we attended mass together he yelled out "Isaiah!". I don't know if he appreciated attending mass with me but I surly enjoyed out time together.
He loved ridding in cars so much that he was overjoyed when I let him hold my car keys as we made car noises on the way to church. I am really going to miss him. As I said last time I am the fortunate one. He taught me so much.
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