I took a long deep breath as I sat next to my sons. Today was the official rollout and I needed a lot of help to get me through. As I closed my eyes tightly I reached for my heart. Where is my suit of armor? It is TIME! Why are they playing that song? That’s it! Invite the music so when I get knocked off my horse I will be able to recover my balance, reflect on the good memories and not feel the hurt and pain of today. Looking over at my sons I wanted to step into the role of Joan Of Arc. Oooh Boy! This dude on this horse was using the latest technology in horsepower. Dang his lance looks mighty sharp and extra long. The only appropriate sport suited for this occasion was jousting. I really didn’t want to participate. Sports meant everything to this mighty TRAILBLAZER. Oh No! Here it comes. Bam! I got to push back the tears so I won’t upset myself. From this angle, my sons appear to be holding up pretty good. I’m going to reach over and grab their hands so I can regroup. These two young men got some positive energy and I think I need to borrow some of their wattages before my bulb gets dim.

She was a ROADRUNNER BABY. Jr Walker and the ALL STARS threw it out there. I’m gonna live the life I love and I’m gonna love the life I live because I’m a ROADRUNNER BABY. INCLUSIONARY SPECIALIST INDEEDY! She loved Barry White. Yes, she had so much to give and it took her whole lifetime. Of course “SHE” has a name. Not now! I will get to it. Barry White bellowed out the tune in his baritone voice, Practice What You Preach. She executed it to the fullest throughout her entire life. A mean machine fitness queen she boosted everyone’s self-esteem. She came out of retirement to help educate my son. No other teacher wanted to change their program. The teachers felt my son presented an enormous challenge to their AAA district. Challenge was encased in her smile. What! There wasn’t any way the accommodation I ask for would be carried out in my son IEP (Individual Educational Program) because he looked like Who___JOSE FELICIANO. Don’t you mean he had the skin tone of Barack Obama? Exactly! Baby, talking about LIGHT MY FIRE. I need to take a really deep breath. Let me close my eyes again. I hope they get here soon. I Feel So Bad Feel Like A Ball Game On A Rainey Day. Ed Hooker tried to express how he felt in his song and now I get it. Where is that Handkerchief? Is it? Thank God they made it.

I’m so glad you came today. I know your schedules are full. It is truly an honor for First Lady Michelle, the President, the Vice President and your wife Jill to take the TIME out of your lives and attend the service today. I wanted you to meet Our First Michelle Obama. Why do you have your eyes closed? Knock it off Joe. You know if I open my eyes it gonna hurt more than I can bear. I can see you so much clearer in my mind’s eye. Look around Joe. Most people in the church think I’m praying. The people reading this story think I’m going crazy. This is why I ask you to come. Joe, you have that special oomph and the miles per hour in the word oomph to get me through in one piece. You haven’t forgotten already. You’re the Natural Man. This is what you do. It keeps you human and True. Oh, by the way, you’re my favorite for the top contender too. Mr. President this is one of the good teachers who helped my son in his life. She helped many children across the board.  Race was never an issue. She was a staunch advocate and protector of the universe. She felt every child should have the same opportunity no what matter neighborhood they were from. Girlfriend showed some love and it was enough to love to go around. She shared her friends, family, and she means dance moves. The pictures of her life reached across the largest sand dunes in the world. The ultimate challenge for any teacher is for each student to reach their full potentials. If there were any barriers which impeded a child’s ability to learn she would bring out her Thor Hammer and tear the walls down.

First Lady Michelle Obama meets the Queen Of Fitness. She was all about health and she would have loved your BA-RAC-COLI. She had to define herself separate from her husband of 50 years who preceded her in life. He was the man of Diplomacy She was the women who stood by her man but had her own MOJO working. It is absolutely amazing how you both had so much in common. Her family came first and every person was welcomed by her family. Even down to the very end special accommodation was made. She knew it would be hard for my son and others who could not envision her in their minds’ eyes have the necessary tools to take them across the threshold of pain to ease the tears of rain. It is Time to meet Our First Michelle Obama. Click on http://www.meyersfuneralchapel.com. Go to obituaries and meet Gwenda Looker (1933-2014). Thank you for coming and for your support. If you wish please leave a comment.