I had a busy week-end. Sunday we attended church with our daughter, Joy, and the family. Joy played a special offertory song. She did a great job as always. We went and had dinner with them. A quick stop at WalMart was in order for my trip north. I met my brother, Bill and his wife, to head up north for an overnight visit with my folks.
Monday I went to funeral for my Aunt on my dad's side of the family. She was 83. My dad is the last one left of that generation in his family. My aunt and uncle had 7 kids. It had been 9 years since I saw any of my cousins. What a shame there is not a family reunion on that side of the family. I didn't know but 1 of them and none of the spouses or kids. We used to have such a great time going to Bad Axe in the summer. We spent many hours at the lake swimming, playing on the beach, getting sunburned...eating, laughing...what fond wonderful memories. The other thing about my Aunt Bertha I remember was her homemade bread. Oh my was it good. She made 7 or 8 loaves a day. I don't remember Aunt Bertha ever being rattled with her 7 kids, us 5 kids, Uncle Mike's and Aunt Marian's 4 kids. That was 16 kids we had running around at the lake and park, or visiting at someone's house. What a testimony. My cousin Roger is a minister and had part of the funeral. My cousin, Barb's son, is also a minister and the prayer he prayed at the graveside was so moving. If you can have a good day being at a funeral, I did. It was a long tiring day for my folks but I am glad I went.
Another thing that happened Monday in Bad Axe was a trip to Murphy's bakery. It is a family owned business that was there when my dad was a kid. Dad told me they used to go there to buy day old bread to feed their animals. The lady would always put fresh stuff in the top of the bag for the them. My dad lost his mom when he was really young so I think it was nice for the bakery lady to do that for them kids. My dad still remembered that and he is 83.
I would like to take a trip over that way next summer. I found out yesterday that my paternal grandparents, and my dad's younger siblings that died are buried right there in Bad Axe at the same cemetary where my Aunt's funeral was buried.
I spent last night with my folks. Mom is sick with a terrible cold or bronchitis or something. I hope she is better soon. Dennis (my DH) came after me today. We got back from up there about 4 this afternoon. I still haven't unpacked. I figured I have all day tomorrow to do that.