You never know what will hit me.

Just found out last night that somebody in our small group went to Nate's funeral. It hit me as such a display of honor to Nate, that I was kind of speechless. I know that so many people went, more than I will ever know. Apart from the sadness of the day, the feeling of Nate's impact, of the honor that people were giving Nate sticks with me, and always will. I'll never forget leaving Church to an honor guard and a bag piper. Who was Nate to everybody?  What impact did Nate have on you, directly or as a result of his loss?  I'll never know the scope of this, it's too massive for little me to think about.