Here are all the pall bearers. Handsome bunch. This was a unique opportunity to get to know a side of the family I really did not know well. I have cousins I didn't know existed and an Uncle I do not ever remember meeting.
The following day, my family participated in a family tradition. We went to a picnic site in the mountains called Moss Ledge. This is something we did every summer of my childhood. Very nastalgic. Proof we were all there together.
We made it up the mountain to the falls!
This was a wonderful experience. I don't wish to ever repeat it, but I am glad we did it. At times like this, I am extremely grateful to have the knowledge of the gospel that I do. There are no questions.... I know exactly where Grandma is, and that I will see her again. It makes an event like this a joyful one.