We then went to the familiar graveside in Sandy.
We went their first for Grandma Murphy. Then for Jaqui, then for Grandma and now for Grandpa.
Then wind came up, and the weather turned cold.
Belle was fine.
The rest of the gang arrived.
Belle and Sloan.
Not worried about the wind anymore.
Mirah and Maryn.
The Rocks and the Sukers were all there too.
This is the group of students that knew Grandpa well.
Thomas, the man in the rocket tie, spoke at the funeral.
He was the son that Grandpa never had. And he had said so.
The Pallbearers arrived with the casket.
Cameron dedicated the grave.
We took flowers from the casket.
To remember Grandpa.
Our dear old friends Sunny and Ron Hull were there at the funeral, graveside and luncheon.