Sunday, August 9, 2020

Family Time

 Dear Brian:

Just got home from a trip to Calif; we were there for Auntie's burial.

With the COVID pandemic, things are certainly off.  We had to make an appointment for her burial, there was a limit to how many could attend (20).  Once we made the appointment, we turned in a list of names with addresses and phone numbers for everyone who would be attending.  It wasn't easy determining who could be there, and who couldn't.  Of course, you know how it is with Auntie -- literally everyone in Santa Clara knew who she was.  If it had been open to the public, there wouldn't have been room to hold everyone.  

It was a warm sunny day; chairs were spaced six feet apart and we all wore masks.  The heck with the social distancing rules, some of us hugged each other!   It was sort of a clusterfuck in that the cemetery doesn't open it's gates for those attending until 5 minutes before start time.  Grandma and I tried to be there early -- that didn't go well.  lol .   We parked then had to wait, and Brandon escorted us in to the correct gate.  Too much anxiety for a day filled with so much anxiety!  

We had a party for family afterward.  Jake brought pizza and plenty of booze.  It was nice being able to share the day with all of them.  They even got Grandma to drink a shot of Fireball --- needless to say she didn't like it, and made quite the face!  They recorded it.  haha  Was too funny.

The boys were drinking shots of Fireball and beer and .... I don't know what else.  They were soused by the end of the night.  We chased them out at 10pm, Grandma had had enough!  The next day, Jake wasn't feeling well but he brought Zane by to see us all, what a cutie!  

But the whole time, I kept wishing you'd been there with us.  You should have been.

I miss you every day.

Love, Mom

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