Monologue Of A Eulogy For My Father

I Believe in the Priesthood

I have a little brother, name Charles Jr. We were all so happy to know that my Mother was pregnant. We all hoped for another girl for our family. But, on Halloween back in October of
1966. My sweet Mother gave birth to our little brother. Named after my Dad. My Dad was oh so proud of his finally little boy after three girls. When he was born the Doctors informed my parents that my sweet little brother had been born with a hole in his heart. We as a family were scared what all this meant but with time, we would all come to understand what that meant for his life. the Doctor informed my parents that sports would be great to help strengthen my little brother’s heart condition. Someday, He would need surgery to correct his heart. My

A pretty good pitcher, as it turned out. He would go on to play baseball my of s life. During all this time, after his birth. The Doctors had to see my brother every year to see when they would perform his surgery. These visits become very scary for us as his family. We didn’t want to have anything happen to our sweet little guy. One visit came and my parents informed us that they were scheduling my ten year old, little brother for surgery in just a few weeks. None of us wanted to have this surgery. The surgeons told us that my little brother might not come out if it alive. As the day approach, Charles Jr. was so scared. He didn’t want to go. They had checked into the hospital and getting him ready for surgery. When Charles remembered that he had not been given a Priesthood blessing yet. He called my Dad and Mom. Told them he wanted a Priesthood blessing before surgery. They called the Home Teachers at the time. They came and gave my brother a blessing. He went into surgery after that. We waited like forever for news from his
Doctor.
All of a sudden, the doors of surgery room open up. There was my brother’s Doctor.