On February 24
Father Joe Desmond died
He lived an amazing life.
He was kind,
soft spoken and humble.
He is the reason
I didn't give up on the church.
He was what each of us should be.
He was a gem.
In 1980, when Kenny and I decided to get married,
we asked Father Joe to perform the service.
For weeks he would meet with us.
We'd hike through the woods at UNH,
talking about our dreams,
the things that mattered to us.
Our afternoons would end at
The Tin Palace.
Pizza and Beer.
He didn't say a lot.
But he did say this.
"Sometimes you meet two people
and it just seems as though God has put his finger
on both of their heads,
bringing them together.
I feel that when I am with the two of you."
We never forgot that.
Especially during the hard times.
Thank you, Father Joe.
You have been a blessing in our lives.
I am sure Kenny was happy to see you.