Remembering Papa

Papa (my Mom's Dad) passed away on Christmas morning... pretty appropriate for him to arrive in heaven on Jesus' birthday. Although it was such a blessing for him to no longer be suffering, it still has not been easy. He was 89 and lived a very active, fantastic life up until the very day he had a stroke in mid-September. He played golf 4 times a week, came to every home FSU football game and shared Broadway season tickets with Mom for the shows that came to Tallahassee. He was just the cutest and we will miss him very much... although having the wonderful hope in knowing we'll see him again when we get to heaven! The following is from his obituary... "He was a B-17 Pilot in the United States Army Air Corp during World War II having served in the European Theatre. While in service, Mr. McDevitt was shot down over Germany and spent a little over a year as a Prisoner of War. Mr. McDevitt’s legacy is a legacy of faith in Jesus Christ that has reached down to his second and third generations." Below are pictures from his military burial on Friday. It was moving, amazing, SAD and absolutely awesome all at the same time.


what an honor with the American flag draping the casket


folding up the flag


saluting the flag - wow.


presenting the flag to Mom, who in turn gave it to my cousin Greg because he's the last McDevitt


these men did the 21 gun salute, which was really really neat