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“There’s never a good day for a funeral.”

That little phrase was coined many years ago and is as true today as it was when I first heard it. I bring it up today only because we attended funeral services of a niece Monday and it was an amazing event, just a bad day for a funeral.

A young (age 54) lady who hasn’t lived in Nebraska for many a year died and was buried in Grand Island. Between the Rosary service and the funeral service, the church overflowed with family, friends and relation.

The event reminded me so much of a different funeral many years ago. That was for Art Hoelting. Both people...