Luck Isn't a Four Letter Word

A story about how Llama Llama, Red Pajamas, and a funeral show us that it's OK to be lucky

One of my groomsmen passed from pancreatic cancer in 2019. I asked the family to speak at his funeral and found the day before they put me in the program.

Everything stopped. I poured my thoughts onto the keyboard, printed the eulogy, and looked around for a folder to keep the speech safe. When I couldn’t find one, I slid it into one of my kid’s hardcove…