How's my girl?

I remember George Eckhoff, a gentle amazing man. I remember being swung around

When I was ten
He picked me up
Swung me around
How's my girl?
How's my girl?
I would giggle
He was a friend's father
How's my girl?
I would giggle.
He was also
My fifth grade
Sunday School teacher
He was the one
Who made sure
The church had
A memorial garden
Outside the door.
He came to both
My parents'
Burials
But of course
He did
How's my girl?
How's my girl?
How's my girl?
Of course
He was there.