The expression of love for this woman that was poured out from more than 200 people who attended her funeral really impressed me. But I think the thing that touched me most, and this actually surprised me that I felt this way, was when my father got up and spoke of her. The love that he had for this woman, and the way he expressed it, was something that i have only seen in him three or four times before in my life. I sat there listening to him, and in some strange way, he made her life make sense to me. I really don't even know how else to explain it, it was such an odd sensation. I saw her entire life reflected in his. All of the people that