A gentleman in truth, Earl always showed up with his hat in his hands for Easter dinner and Thanksgiving. Spiffy-dressed with a tie; he had respect for the holidays and for us. We will continue to set a place for him at our table.
His door was always open to us as well. He hosted my 50th birthday party and played for me then with his brothers. He'll never stop making music and giving joy to us as far as I am concerned. ...even if he did leave an Earl-shaped hole in my heart. I look forward to dancing with him in Heaven for I know that is where he is.
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