"If I wasn't blessed to be born a Jew, I would be privileged to be a Mormon." Henry Hock. 1913-2008 Baptized age 92, Endowed age 94. Died age 95

Pops was Jewish. He is from the tribe of Judah and is a direct descendant of Abraham. In keeping with his Orthodox Jewish upbringing and community, he was bar mitzvahed and "became a man" at age 13. He entered into the community of the Saints and at age 92, was baptized and became a child of God.

He passed through the veil early this morning, into the arms of those who love him and have gone before. He waits for us there. My heart is full to bursting. Pops...thank you...for EVERYTHING.

FRIENDS AND FAMILY, BRETHREN AND SISTEREN.....

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Happy Father's Day Peter...I heart you...and pink-lip you also.

Eli's Celebrity Look-A-Like's....I Believe There Is A Skirt In There Buddy, but DANG, you've got some hotties in there also!!!....

CELIBRITY LOOK-A-LIKE WITHOUT GLASSES...TA DAH

You were right Melissa...and Emma Watson??? SCORE!!! My brush with wizardry!!!!

MY CELEBRITY LOOK-ALIKES...THE PERSON YOU CAN'T SEE IS...TA DAH...LARRY KING!!!!

WEIRD PHONE CONVERSATION BETWEEN SISTER AND ELDERLY MOTHER

My sister, Stephanie, was in her doctor's office...this doctor also treats our 88-year-old mother (Wendy), whom Stephanie often accompanies to her visits there, so the doctor knows each of them...quite well, actually...soooooooooo, while Stephanie was speaking with her doctor, about mother, her phone rings...the convo went down like this:

Steph: Ummm, Doc, it's mother calling from her cell phone, do you mind if I take this?

Nicest Doc on planet Earth: Oh, certainly not, please.

Steph: Hello? Mom?

Mother (LOUDLY): STEPHANIE? IS THAT YOU? I'VE HIT A DEER! *static* DID YOU HEAR THAT?

Steph: Mom? Did you say you hit a deer?

Doc: ?

Mother: I HIT A DEER. I HAVE TO GO NOW, I'M AT HENRY'S.

Steph: Doctor, I think I'd better leave. Mother just hit a deer and she's at Pop's, so maybe I should go check on things.

Doc: Yes, by all means. Would you like some antidepressants?

Steph: ?

10 Minutes pass, Steph arrives at the nursing home where Pops lives and meets up with Mom in the lobby. They visit with Pop, another story, not enough space, and Steph walks her out to her car to inspect it.

Mother: Stephanie, the car is fine, I already looked it over!

Steph: Oh really Mother? How about this part of the grill that's broken and where all this fur is? How about that, huh?

Mother: Oh well, I guess I didn't see that. Well, I'm hungry and I'm leaving to get a sandwich.

Steph: You mind helping me pull some of this fur out first?
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Okay, that may not strike some of you as funny, but I have to tell you, when you hear my sister tell it, it's hysterical. They are so stinkin' funny together...their chemistry and the way their relationship has evolved is so convoluted and layered and unique...it blows my mind. There is no one else who can fill the niche that each one of them fill for each other...it's cliche now, but they really do put the "fun" in dysFUNctional. Family...honest to blog, they're the best!!!