Final Goodby Comments

I guess you will have to change your plans, Hank, as you no longer have your truck!

I must look up 'base of the Wasatch' in my atlas. A witty mention of Whiskey brands. I never miss church on Easter Sunday either. A striking last line to this poem.

The three friends you name gives a touch of lighthearted humour. (They were my friends once, but not now) . A contrast with reaching the mountaintop and God's love. Appropriate for Easter Sunday.

Don't forget your other friend, Bud. His last name is either Wiser or Weiser or Wizer. I like the concept here, although I don't have any of the same friends that you do. My dad always said that was the way he wanted to go: just walk up into the mountains and disappear to spare his family the burial expenses. Of course, it didn't happen that way.