One of the joys of being close to your grandparents is that you get to know their friends. My Gerty's lifelong best friend was her cousin Edith. Edith past away this week and her funeral was today. Mom, Harold, Deb and I loaded up into their great big fancy new truck and treked down to Keytesville to say good bye. The visitation was last night and we spent the night with Aunt Bev and Uncle Jimmy. They live in my Gerty and Papa's house, and any time we visit it brings back memories of the times we spent there with them.
My Uncle Jimmy is looking more and more like my Papa. Someone dumped the dog on his left and it had about starved to death when Jimmy found him. Now Buddy is spoiled rotten! He hit the jack pot in finding a new home. Molly's there on the right in all her sweetness.
Here's the view from the back window of the back pond. There's also a pond in the front that the department of conservation used to use to host a handicapped fishing day every year.
My Uncle Jimmy is looking more and more like my Papa. Someone dumped the dog on his left and it had about starved to death when Jimmy found him. Now Buddy is spoiled rotten! He hit the jack pot in finding a new home. Molly's there on the right in all her sweetness.
Here's the view from the back window of the back pond. There's also a pond in the front that the department of conservation used to use to host a handicapped fishing day every year.
