On Monday, December 20th we buried Aunt Mary. I will never forget how proud I was of her, even though she's not "my" Aunt Mary. We gathered at Arlington in a special place they hold the family until the funeral. It is all so precise and calculated. With burying something like 22 people a day there, I guess it has to be. Aunt Mary was a Lt. Colonel in the Army. She was a nurse. She served in World War II, Korea, and I think Vietnam. She was literally a woman pioneer of the Army. When it was time for the funeral we piled in our cars and followed the car carrying her body. I will never forget my breath being taken away as we rounded the corner of a little hill. There stood the band and soldiers all at attention for this Colonel. It was amazing. The band played and we followed to her final resting place. The funeral was short, but beautiful. I thought it was really cool how we had these rambunctious boys the whole time. Yet, they understand that at this time they needed to be quite and respectful. I am not sure who else noticed, cause I was in the back taking pictures, but Owen and Jake seemed to have an unspoken understanding that if they crouched down between the chairs, they might somehow keep warm. I thought it was really cute.
Rest in peace Aunt Mary. Thank you for the love and generocity you have given to your family all those years!!
