of gold on a pillow. he was an impressive sight, at 6'4", wide shoulders, wavy black and silver hair and so handsome it should have been illegal. all three kings were impressive, but he was spectacular.
when he died, and we had the memorial service at the church, the choir was present, and sang a couple of his favorite hymns, chosen by me. then, at the very end of the service, to my surprise and heart-broken joy, they sang "that night", the anthem most often sung during the entry of the kings in the pageant. everyone present knew why that was sung, and i just fell apart.
a couple of weeks later, 