by Deborah Globus
 | “My father was the best sea monster in the world.” That was the first line of the eulogy that I spoke at my father’s memorial service 3 years ago. And it’s true; he really was the best sea monster in the world. He loved the beach. Sometimes he’s tell about how his mother would skrimp and save to be able to get a little bungalow on the shore for the summer. He could hold his breath longer than anyone else in the family. When he took us to the beach he’s put us on his back in the water and blow awesome bubbles. He’d gurgle and growl as he’d pull us through the water. When it came time to write his memorial service I was faced with a difficulty. |
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