Today...

Today was Katie's funeral. Just too sad for words. It was in the same church where she and Bob got married - only nine years ago. Katie was thirty-five. Too sad. We were all in the church and the pall bearers brought her in - just so reminiscent of turning to watch her walk up the aisle for her wedding. Too sad.


Uncle Julius, Bob, Aunt Marge, Steve, Carolyn, Samantha, Megan, Michael, Chris, me, Maya, Wayne, Mom, Dad, Pat


Carolyn, Mom, Me, and Maya


Steve, Carolyn, Mom


Chris teaching Maya how to flip. He also taught her how to "fist bump".




Michael, Samantha, Bob, Megan, and Chris


Carolyn (Bob's sister) and Steve came in from California. She's my one-month-and-one-day younger cousin. We would always play together at family events. Bob's three older children came in from Arizona and California. We hadn't seen them for awhile - too long. Cousin Pat just happened to be here, visiting from Arizona. Years ago, when she lived in the Mansards, she would see Uncle Julius and Aunt Marge frequently and they kept her extra key.