My Dad shared with me that he went to the doctor's office in Dallas (in 2011 or 2012) and a man came up to him and introduced himself as Rusty Hightower. My Dad ,as usual, began to try and remember, as a Minister, how he had connected with him in ministry. But instead, it caught my Dad by surprise when Mr. Hightower told him that "your son did my mother's funeral".
Later, my Dad was eager to share that with me as, over the years, people have always shared with me of weddings, funerals, and other times that my Dad had ministered to them. Now it was the other way. He found it pleasantly amusing for he had not been greeted in that way before.
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