When Pat's Mom passed away at Uncle Tims home, he called me
and asked an unusual request.
He asked me if I could get our church for the funeral.
She was to be be buried in the Rexburg cemetary so it would work
out better for them. At least I didn't have to provide food
as they went back to Tims to eat.
I arranged the church and got a key to get in and called
the funeral home a few times.
Becky got some easels for me from the library as I had to leave Sacrament
meeting and come home. I was itching really bad and didn't know why.
After all of the worry, it turned out very nice and they
had quite a few there. A lot of the relatives are
around here. I'm glad I could help him out.
That is what family is for.
I called and told all of my brothers and sisters, at Tims request.
Bonnie came, but I was dissapointed that Lynn and Lyle didn't make the effort.
My 3 younger brothers have been on the outs since supper.
Life is too short to hold grudges.
Pat's Mom was born in Tetonia and grew up in Teton Valley.
I took this picture Sunday night of Arnell's Home.
This doesn't begin to tell the story as most of them are in constant
motion. Looks a little different from ours.
I like our Nativity much better.
