When I stand here and look out at you I see so many invisible things; so much success and pride, failure and pain within our souls. Over so many years I have felt your joy--the chuppah, your children and grandchildren thriving, the triumphs of your human spirit.  We have danced and laughed and gone fishing together. And we have walked through the Valley of Shadows together; through your marriage that died, the turning of the spade and the thunk of the earth upon a casket; a child, parent, husband, wife, grandparent, and friends who are physically no more, but whose absence is so very present, especially on nights like tonight.