John Fichtner, my youth director from 35 years ago and someone who was and still is a huge influence in my life, was in a hospital bed surrounded by church family. He had just had minor surgery. He was sitting up being his nornal jovial self, smiling big and enjoying everyone. I remember that it was April and I think it was the 6th. I was watching on video at first then I was there in the room just observing. He had a glass of white wine beside him and there was a stream of smoke coming up from a source I couldn’t see...looked like cig smoke but realized it was incense. Everyone was singing a Michael Jackson song. I thought it was odd but then realized they had changed the words to make it a praise song. I can’t remember which song or what the words were.
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