This is what I read at my mother's funeral. Thought I would share it.
Good morning. People who know me are always a little afraid when I get behind a microphone because they never know exactly what I am going to say.
My name is Ken. I stopped using the name Kenneth because that was the name used by mom when I was in trouble. And that was pretty often. I’m the middle kid. I want to share with you what I think a mother’s love means. If you are at all familiar with Jacob in…
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