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In Memory of Odell

Brother Stevens passed away on Saturday afternoon from cancer. I have mixed feelings, but mostly I'm glad for him. I know he has suffered so much in his life from all kinds of pain, and I know that he has a break from it now. I feel kind of bad that the last time I saw him was Wednesday. I talked with him then, and even though he could no longer talk, I know he could hear me and understand me. It was hard to see him in that condition.

He was never much of a looker to put it nicely, but when you got to know him -- he was a very cute old guy. He had a big heart. He had become like one of the family to us and other people as well.

Odell worked for about 30 years catching chickens -- backbreaking work from what I understand. He mostly lived and slept on the road during that time. He had a lot of physical problems that had to make that excruciating. I don't know why he ended up doing that kind of work, but I assume it was because of limited choices. Even though he had no close family left, he was loved by many and will be missed.