Friday we went to the funeral home. I was so happy everyone cooperated and we were there on time (small miracle). The service was very nice. My parents played a duet, Arthur played the trombone and my mom accompanied him in Ave Maria. I do have to say that Maissie was a little confused about the urn. We told her that we were going to the funeral, and she asked if he would be in a box like Gma Posey. We told her it would be a smaller box (he was cremated) to which she replied "I don't think Grandpa would fit in a small box."
From the time we got the funeral home to the time we left to the cemetery it snowed like 50 feet- ok, so I didn't have a ruler, but it was a lot. So much we had a crapper of a time getting to the cemetery. Poor Mark was driver and slipped all over the place. I really hope I can get a picture from my mom's camera to show how hard it was snowing.
We got stuck trying to get out of the cemetery. About 6 people were pushing the car that was going no where. Finally with Marks mad skills, and help pushing we got out.
After the service we went on an adventure to find good food. We ended up at a Mexican cafe that was super. A big shout out to Los Lemones- they came to the service and were a huge help with the girls.
It was nice to hear stories and memories about Grandpa Bob. We are going to miss him.
