A change of plans, and plots.

None of us was prepared for Dad's death when it happened.

Dad prepared us for the way it happened. Many times, he told us not to worry if he died alone while working on the farm - that was exactly how he hoped to die. He wanted to be full of life right up until the moment of his death. And he was. We all imagined that he would be 82 or 92, not 62 when that day came, but we were wrong.

Then, we were wrong about something else. We buried Dad in the lovely Eupora Cemetery. It is the perfect place for my grandparents, but it was not the right place for Dad. We didn't realize then that Dad should be buried in Starkville. That his final resting place should be close to home, and close enough to hear the bulldog fans at ball games.

Dad changed plans all through his life. When he found something he wanted to do, he learned what he needed to know, and then he made his move. For most people that would certainly stop with their burial. But not Dad. He taught us to take risks, to follow our hearts, and to make changes, even when it might seem crazy to other people.

So, today, on the six month anniversary of Dad's death, he made one more move.

For those of you who would like to visit Dad's final resting place, it has changed. He is now buried in Starkville, in Odd Fellows Cemetery, right beside University Drive.