July 3, 2011
Today was “Gran’s” funeral.
All week long people walked the trail alongside the
Presbytery/Children’s Home toward Gran’s family homes, continuing to offer
their condolences. Last night singing
and chanting began at nightfall and continued all night long. People cried and wailed loudly, dealing with
their grief in the moment. Early this
morning the funeral procession formed and people walked toward the church to
hold the funeral service. (I don’t know
why it wasn’t held here…the family all attends church here, but, perhaps Gran
belonged to the church that held the service.)
I watched as the procession returned to the family homestead. People in the procession were all dressed up
in dark suits and white dresses. A
marching band followed the family. They
all had paraded from the church, about a mile and a half away. Gran was in a white casket that was in a
white Cadillac hearse that parked just in front of the Presbytery because
that’s where the road stops. Most of the
people here at the Children’s Home attended the funeral. Some had stayed up all night with the
family. Our girls dressed up in their
finest…Gastina in a white and gold dress.
Christian wore a black double breasted suit, about 4 sizes too large for
him. The youngest children stayed home
with Wonald and me.
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