Googled

I Googled the boys’ names yesterday and found this.

Max and Gus, both retired, shot at least 9 holes three or four times a week. On this particular Friday morning, they were going the whole 18 and, by 11:00 AM, they were on the 14th tee.

As Gus teed up, a funeral procession made its way up the highway on the other side of the fence. Gus stopped what he was doing, removed his hat and put it over his heart, and stood there honoring the procession until it had completely passed.

“Gus, that was the most moving tribute I’ve ever seen you offer,” said Max.

“It was the least I could do,” responded Gus. “I was married to the woman for 42 years.”

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