You had to see this minister. He was black and I believe was a widower. His church was nothing to speak of physically. He lived in the black section of town, not too far from where I grew up, and he made his living as a barber. He and his kids were the most beautiful thing to happen during the three days of Patrick's wake. He was so physically moved by the incident that his face showed it undeniably. He was a direct gift from God to and for my Mother.
Write your book. 8~)