I write this post with a heavy heart. This morning, we lost another dearl friend to Covid. Big Lewis gave it a good fight over the past three weeks, but the virus was too strong. He was a mountain of a man, and next to me, gave the best hugs ever. For years and years, he performed in the Stephen Foster Story singing 'Old Man River". And sang for all of his life.
For some reason, he always called The Old Man "Governor". And I can remember vividly he was at our home and made Gram laugh. I can still hear his big ole laugh. And I know he's probably up in heaven right now making Gram laugh.
RIP, Lewis. You left quite a legacy. Your work on earth is done.
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