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[brianthestuntbu]

I had never before been to a funeral at Arlington National Cemetery. It was mercifully brief which I think my Grandma would have wanted and appreciated. She enjoyed attention but didn't care much for formality or ceremony and had a severe distaste for the church. While I was there I couldn't help reflect on the different in attendance between

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[ktface3]

There was a packed house full of women who talked and looked like her, olive skin and the Damiano nose, and voices stained by cigarettes sharing the same inflections and phrases as my grandmother. Twice when Donna Jean talked I was startled because I thought I heard my Grandmother.

The same thing happened to me at my grandpa's memorial service this past July with his brother. I like to think of it as a way that their memory lives on, reminding us that their spirits will always be there for us.

That photo is adorable. You can really tell how much she loved you.

[brianthestuntbu]

Yes, thank, I was a fan of that picture.

[cupacoffey]

My condolences, man. Call me if I can be of use.

Also, that is a supremely cute picture.