Influence
Hell-o all,
Today I went to the funeral of a friend of mine, so I decided in honor of his memory I would wear the kilt he admired the most (my Maple Leaf from Bear). Upon arriving I meant his 97 year old mother who automatically said "you must be Glen, he mentioned that you were his kilted friend." When I told her that it was his favorite kilt of mine that I was wearing, she said "how sweet of you".
I guess sometimes we do not know how we influence people, in life or in death.
Glen McGuire
A Life Lived in Fear, Is a Life Half Lived.
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