Driving home from school today, Ruth asked me to play the radio.
As Kenny Chesney sang, "Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to go now" Ruth kicked the back of my seat and said, "I never want to go to heaven!" I glanced back in the rearview mirror and asked her why. She said, "I've got to be here to do do all this living I'm living - I can't live it in heaven."
(Of course, I should have known this)
Ten minutes later I found out my Uncle Greg had just passed.