Howdy, everyone! It was a nice surprise to see our DR Ginny at the funeral home. She looked great and represented HHW splendidy. A lot of wonderful friends and family, including cousins I had not seen in over 20 years showed up. My best friend from grade school came and was introduced to the wife (DR Ginny) of my best friend from junior high and high school. The Macbeths were very well-behaved, although neither of Macbeth's evil daughters showed up. The pallbearers were my nephews Cory, Matt, and Tim, Matt's friend Ryan, and two employees of the family business, one of them, Damian, a son of one of my dad's best friends.
I thought the service was tasteful and not too long, although my dad's beloved bluegrass music goes a long way fro me with some of its very raw tones and pitches. The minister, whom we met on Thursday, did his homework and I liked him a lot.
After the service, we followed the hearse through the snow to the cemetary, where the minister said a brief blessing in the chapel after the American Legion Color Guard fired a salute and played taps. My brothers and only a few friends followed the coffin on to the gravesite, and I must say it was beautiful and very Charles Dickens: mourners in black, colorful flowers, and everything covered in thick falling snow. My brothers, I, Cory, Damian, the pallbearer whose name I didn't get, and the cemetary workers carried the coffin to the grave from a gurney that carried it from the hearse. I watched it lowered into the ground and we all returned to our cars. All in all, it was a very gothic and romantic burial.
I'm sorry I didn't get to spend more time with our DR Ginny. I wanted to learn how she liked the Mozart book and what her book group thought of it.