On this day, November 18, 1968, our second son, Lance Wade, died in Hinds General Hospital in Jackson, Mississippi, of a brain tumor, with my older brother, Gene, as the attending physician. His death is still fresh in our minds and hearts. He would have been 44 now. Any parent (most at least) who loses a child never gets over the loss. You give the sadness to God and pray for strength to go on, believing you will enjoy his presence once again when you arrive in God's eternal presence. And, you remember, God gave his only Son that insures the grave is not the end. God promises to 'whipe away all tears' and detroy death forever...and ever.
We will be forever grateful to the hospital which named a room in pediatrics in Lance's honor and to the (former) Church of the Hills for naming its chapel "The Lance Wood Chapel". Memories are helpful in dealing with grief, but the greatest help is our hope in the resurrection of our risen Lord, Jesus Christ.
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