First stop was a hard one: Grandma Suker’s Funeral.
When I found out when her funeral would be held I was pretty bummed and was faced with a hard choice. In the end, I was happy to at least have time to pay my respects and see members of the Suker family.
The Reunion was for my Great Great Grandparent’s Children:
George M and Annie Reading Pickett
Here are their Children.
Here is Dorene.
Moments later we were all surrounded by a group of women introducing themselves to us. They all insisted that we eat, and directed me to the Leland Pickett table. One of the woman was named Fran. Fran was, it turned out my Aunt Relda’s Son’s wife. John is his name.
He is sandwiched between his oldest daughter Shaunna Lee Pickett Sanderson, his nephew (Son of Aunt Ailean) Ronald (Ron) Orlan Scott Jr., Neal Pickette himself, John, Fran, and Mark Tarbet Beutler (Aunt Marilyn’s Youngest son).
Neal and I talked. He lives in a cabin in Lava Hot Springs. He almost presented himself as some kind of hermit out there. We both agreed about the beauty of south east Idaho. He talked about going down to work for a few months in the summer with Grandpa Pipkin. It said it was too hot. We got into conversation about his parents. I didn’t know when and how his mother passed away, so we talked about it. She wasn’t 60 when she died, which seemed young and begged the question, how. Neal’s answer CRACKED me up. “She had too many damn kids.” He did eventually say she had a stroke which quickly lead to her death. Then we talked about his dad whom he said worked until he was in his 80’s. He passed away after going into the hospital for something simple, then caught pneumonia. Which is what he died of.
Aunt Shirlene and Chelsea where there, busy making making apricot and pineapple jam.
Mirah was in hog heaven, or DOG heaven.
Yes, she is hugging Barkley.