A Brother-in-Law for a long season

Last night I lost my only surviving brother-in-law, Harry "Joker" Warren.  I was four years old when my sister, Julia Warren, married Joker.  He was a cattle dealer, a personality and a "dancing fool."  The world will not see his likes again.  Nor will they see his generosity?  When I was in the hospital having Mark Stacy and we had no insurance, no funds for a layette, Joker came to the hospital, whipped out his checkbook, signed his name to the check and told me to pay all the bills and get what I needed.

As I said, the world will not see his likes again!   But he was there!  And I praised God then and now!