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LETTER NOVEMBER 2017 Meet the Men Behind Your Meals

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hold my breath until he was right on top of me, then jump out and scared him. Oh, what fun! He’d race around me in circles and bark and laugh. He seemed to say, “You got me good!” But he always knew I was there, playing a game. He trusted me and Alison and Audriana. He knew we would always be there to feed him, pick a thorn from his foot, and stroke his little soft head to sleep. He lived in a world of complete trust. “People Are Basically Good and Friendly.” Everyone Bingo met was happy to see him. He was always the center of the universe, and that universe was good. Even my mother-in-law, who is afraid of dogs, loved Bingo! When Bingo came to church with me, he loved nothing more than to run around and greet everyone during coffee hour. The “Parish Pup” always knew who would have treats. Of course, they would make him work for those treats first. He’d perform his many tricks, responding to commands like “sit,” “roll over,” and “BANG!” If you said that last command, he’d pretend to get shot, drop to the ground, and play dead. Bingo loved a crowd and was always a showoff. Everyone was softened by his big brown eyes. When we would visit my neighbor, George, in the convalescent home, he stopped for every new friend along the way and made them smile and feel loved. I am glad to know George is in heaven to greet Bingo, because that old curmudgeon loved that dog. Continued on page 3 ...

With great sadness, I must tell you that Bingo has passed away. Eighteen months ago, when the vet diagnosed him with prostate cancer, Bingo was given just a few weeks to live. I firmly believe it was all the love and prayers he received that kept him going strong for so very long. Even at the end, when we said our final teary goodbyes, the doctor listened through her stethoscope and remarked how strong his heart was. Over the last 10 years, Bingo and his amazing heart taught me so many wonderful things. Today, I would like to remember my beloved Bingo by sharing with you some of what he taught our family. “It’s Okay to Trust.” One of Bingo’s special qualities was that I could trust him. Whether we were walking off leash through the woods or around the block, I trusted him to behave with dignity and self-control. He never lunged at other dogs or jumped on people we came across. He was self-assured and minded his own business. He might get 30–40 feet ahead of me, exploring the world, but then he would stop, look back, and make eye contact with me, just to check. “Are you coming, Daddy?” Yup, I’m right behind you. I tested him occasionally. He’d get far ahead and I would hide behind a big tree. When he’d stop to look around, I would watch him from my hiding place as he waited for me to appear on the path. If I didn’t appear soon, he’d backtrack to look for me. I’d wait and

“Everyone Bingo met was happy to see him. He was always the center of the universe, and that universe was good.”


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