Giving Thanks for Grandma’s Old-Fashioned Values

So, I went to another funeral recently. I rather enjoy a good funeral, me. Yes, they can be sad but they can also be beautiful, bittersweet and uplifting. This one was all three and more, a two-hanky gig. And a beautiful, family party al fresco on a gorgeous day of sunshine and clear blue skies over the green lawns of Home Counties England at her finest; Jerusalem, The Lord’s My Shepherd, Guide Me Oh Thou Great Jehovah.  Need I say more? The recently departed was 89 and, as was revealed in the eulogy, she had lived a life of service […]

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