A Funeral, Two Soft Giggles, and The Color Orange
One of the most amazing men I have ever known was my son's paternal grandfather, George Thackeray. He was an intelligent and hardworking man with a heart of gold, but what I loved most about him was his wonderful sense of humor. He was always telling jokes, being silly, and making you laugh. He was an utter joy to be around, and I am certain he was the glue that held his family together. When he passed away back in 1991, it was a deep loss for the whole family. A wonderful, joyous,and kind soul that we would miss dearly. His wife whose name is Georgia, remains with us, is also a wonderful soul, and she has always been known for having taste in things that were loud and colorful. Her favorite color is orange, and she always wears very colorful dresses and likes very big and unusual things. When we were at the grave side service, the pastor was talking about what George was doing in Heaven. George had a painting business that supported his family for over 25 years, so the pastor speculated that George could be up in there in Heaven painting a house for Georgia, and then he added probably in her favorite color. Right about that time, two of my sister-n-laws burst out in soft giggles. All they could think at the moment was the color ORANGE. The house would be ORANGE! You would have to truly know the whole family to understand the beauty of that moment, for it was a sweet legacy of George's wonderful humor that remained here with his family; his spirit was still here with us in our tears and in our laughter as well.