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Bright light

dimmed

You may have noticed the U. S. flag flying at halfstaff

the other day in front of the Amissville fire

hall. And the black bunting around the door.

That’s because a bright light had gone out. Dot Bawkey passed away last week. Dot was at one of her favorite pastimes, bingo, in the same fire hall, when she was felled by a stroke, early this month.

At bingo, where she was a fixture on Monday nights, she was among firefighters and EMTs, of course. They rushed her into an ambulance, but they knew it was a serious stroke. She lingered for a few days.

This week, there was a service in Culpeper. The scores of men and women who loved Dot Bawkey filled the funeral home.

Loving Dot Bawkey was easy to do. She crackled with joy of life and love of the scripture; with laughter and devotion to both her large family to good cooking. There was a way to make coffee there in the fire hall’s kitchen on bingo nights, but the right way was Dot’s way and heaven help the scoundrel who messed up the filters.

Good humor filled Dot and shone from the inside out. And now that fight is dimmed. A whole family and a whole community are the poorer for it.

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