Friday, December 23, 2011

On the twenty-third of December...


          ...I traveled by car for 2 and 1/2 hours to attend the funeral of a family member. 

Bagpipes were played and a bell was struck fifteen times in honor of this firefighter.  A wonderful commendation displaying the brotherhood shared by all firefighters, a tribute containing great taste and respect for the deceased and his chosen profession.


Before I got into my car for the drive home, I embraced my cousin and we agreed it was not good to be only meeting at funerals.

Be Ye Glad

I penned a little note this morning to send away to my sewing friend thanking her for hosting our Sewing Group just this past Saturday in he...