A friend of mine just died. My wife and I met he and his wife when they moved to our town after hurricane Katrina destroyed their home in New Orleans. An older couple who decided not to rebuild their home in New Orleans. He was a hardworking man who did manual labor most of his life. He was fairly easy going, but could stand up for his rights when necessary. He and his wife came with us each time our sons were deployed to Iraq. They helped us with our work for the La. National Guard. They were parents and grandparents. He told me once he missed his home in New Orleans. One son lives in California. His daughter and family live here in town and another son lives in New Orleans. Most of their friends are gone. He was in his eighties. Now he is gone. What will people say about you when you are gone? What will be your legacy? Will anyone remember you? This little man made an impact on my life and my families. You know what was funny he wasn’t trying to do anything but to be a friend. To everything there is a season, a time to live and a time to die.