Wednesday, July 27, 2016
I only met Carl, twice. But I felt I knew him from the first, and could sit and talk (mostly listen) with him for hours. The second time I sat with him was when my sister, Peg Merfeld, had died and we had all attended her funeral. We sat on Gregg and Peg's front porch and I don't remember all the things we discussed, but I know the Carl never lacked for an opinion, which he would always "Take and Tell You." He will be missed in Monticello, but he will also be missed in Florida and Georgia and Minnesota and Arizona by the Green family. I commend him to the Lord, and sure as heck, when I hear thunder from now on, I will know that Carl joined Heaven's bowling league. And the rainbow after the storm will remind me that he is probably teaching Austin bowling, and possibly some other things as well.
