My parents, Jay and Vera Griffin, were married for nearly sixty-one years. Mother was a homemaker
and an artist.
Daddy was a farmer. They were devoted to one another and each depended on
the other for everything. Our dad farmed until he was 80 years old, and then he just
quit nearly all physical activity. He was getting rather feeble by the time he
became ill in early 1994.
He read the Bible every day and would write the date
in the back of his New Testament every time he completed reading it again.
They both loved the Lord and Daddy spoke often about going to Heaven.
He passed away on February 14, and Mother died
on March 4, eighteen days later.