I took a look back at the thread. I must have missed something, I knew my husband was well respected by his co workers. But the for the attnedance at his his funeral was overwhelming. I had booked the largest sancturay but the crowd over took that space. There was standing room only. Many people had to park at nearby commercial space like Target and walk over. I must admit I was reduced to tears, they had come in from three states to offer their condolences..
I think his brothers and sister and all the other realtives were shocked to see what a difference he made in the lifes of others. Of course I knew how hard he worked to take care of all of them, if was just nice to see him acknowledged his hard work. I know to this day he looked down with pride he did his best. That is want life is all about, doing your best. For the most part we lived a simple live but the United States Postal Service was his life. He worked his way up the union and was a Union Rep for the Fort Worth Districit,Assistant State Steward.
Now many might think that is not a big deal, but we had 3 different phones ringing in our home all hours of the day , many trips in the early morning into various offices.It was a full time position 24/7 to take care of union business. They were many trips across the state, in addition to trips to state and national conventions. He was also called to particpate in many meetings at the national offices in DC. He did it all, without reservation even thougth if was hard on our home lifel