When the people we know die, they take with them the experiences of the First World War, the Great Depression, and the Second World War. They take with them the sounds and smells of the machine shop, the barn or the kitchen in a house that has long been torn down. Their faces look back at us from the photos in an album, their expressions coming from a time that is now out of reach. When the people who are closest to us pass away, a part of our world passes away.
Attributed to Dr. Craig Koester
