The familial celebrations chez Washburn were gentle and warm, the turnout for Lorey's final celebration included the current crew from the fire truck unit he served on, singing and bridge-playing friends with stories of the weekly orchids and drawing lots to see who'd take it home. The church organist turned over the piano bench to show us the risers Lorey'd added on request - sawn from wood left over from the previous altar - and the church decorations committee pointed out that all the plant stands holding the baskets and arrangements of flowers had been made by Lorey.
The neighbor-ocer-the-fence for 35+ years came, shocking himself by stepping into a church, but added to the appreciations and also mentioned that Lorey had his human side as well - "for instance, he didn't like beer."

It was a good visit.