I attended my godfather's funeral yesterday. Richard Frisbie, 91.
My sister Kathy and I went with my father, who was the best man at Richard Frisbie's wedding.
He made his living as a writer, which is no mean feat.
His son, Tom, gave a charming remembrance of him. One of the funnier lines was that his father was "Google search before there was Google." In other words, the man was a walking encyclopedia.
It was a sad but loving event
Celebrating a life well-spent.
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