Today was Murray’s funeral. We did not attend due to Covid restrictions but in a seemingly fitting and appropriate fashion, Deed, Brenda and I marked the occasion together in Bredenbury. I drove down this morning, picked Deed up and we had lunch with Brenda. Deed made egg salad and canned ham sandwiches, sweet crinkled pickles, dainties and tea, so we had our small town lunch!
It was a cold, windy day. We took some lovely flowers out to the cemetery, reflected and decided that celebrating together/apart was typical of how we did most things as a family: Mom/Dad/Deed/Brenda/me and Murray...even in his death. We had a drink of whiskey as we watched a taping of his service and then Fran joined us for supper.
I’m glad we marked this day like this. It was a fitting way to mark his passing.
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