Funeral-ing, Day Two

 

Uncle Jake passed away in 1987. I didn't look at Duane's headstone, but he died in 1975. He was killed in a gas station robbery.  So long ago. Cousin John passed away I think around 1980.  He was at college and accidentally strangled in his sleep in bed. They lost two young adult sons. So sad. They are all buried there in the cemetery in Texarkana. And there is room for Theresa ( single, never married), and Richard, too. Divorced, single.

All the services were nice. They had the first one in New Boston. Then the next in Texarkana for the burial. 

Then back to New Boston for a lovely luncheon. It was very nice.  The church ladies there in New Boston did a nice job. We were very full and had lots  and lots to eat.

We got a lot of visiting in, too. We exchanged addresses. We said our goodbyes...

I tried to find Bonnie Thrapp, but we really struggled. She's sick with the flu, but we did drop off a pretty poinsettia and some chocolates. Waved from the driveway. Went away. 

Then David and I drove to Texarkana and dropped in on Aunt Mary Jane Autrey. She's in a Brookdale facility, just like Mom and Dad were. Now it's "Our House", but it still looks the same. Assisted Living. 

It was a fun little visit.

She's 97! And misses Uncle Dodd who also died in June of this year like Dad. Dodd was 100.

We accidentally parked in the "Future Resident Parking" spot instead of "Visitor Parking" spot. Ack!! Back out quickly, Dave! We are NOT moving in here! Ha ha.

Then, we drove back to New Boston. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

Dave and I went to Uncle Mike's hotel to visit a bit more, as he's leaving on Sunday morning. He flew into Shreveport, LA and drove a rental car to New Boston.