My first thoughts when I heard about Bob’s home-going were ones of great loss. I thought of how much he would be missed by all those who loved him – especially Lois. I could not even begin to imagine how much she will miss this companion of 70 years. My next thought was of a song my grandmother loved. I think it’s called Finally Home. But just think of stepping on shore-And finding it Heaven! Of touching a hand-And finding it God's! Of breathing new air-And finding it celestial! Of waking up in glory-And finding it home! I can only imagine! I would love to have been able to see Bob’s face when he looked into the face of Jesus for the first time and realized that he was home. Jackie Curry Riddle