Louise Helton had chosen to have her funeral at her home where there is a family cemetery. Most people who live into their 90s have outlived their friends and others who would have known them; and often, even if they have been influential, there may be only a few who come to their funerals. There were a lot of people who came to Louise’s funeral.
She was a rare person whose life brought joy and brightness into the lives of others she met. She loved openly and was gracious and generous, and she danced with a silky smoothness that would be the envy of anyone on the floor!
Another wonderful person was recently welcomed into heaven. George Clark lived into his 90s as well, and probably a lot of us have forgotten the amazing contribution he made to our county and community. It was a quiet contribution as he helped people with their farms, gardens and homes. I have known his compassionate care for his wife, Lacy, to whom he has been married longer than most of us have been alive.
George was my hero. He was a man of quiet but firm and intense faith. I could count on him being in church every Sunday but I could not count on him being there long after church because he was hurrying back to be with Lacy. I loved that about him.
As I come into my own senior years, I become more aware of what those ahead of me have done to pave the way. We all stand on the shoulders of those who have gone ahead of us; none of us blaze a new trail over which none others have walked. We owe a great debt to those who have shown us the way.
By that I mean that there are ways to live that are productive and beneficial as opposed to just looking out for our own interests and doing what makes us happy at the expense of others around us. Both George and Louse exemplified lives that can be emulated.