Daddy's funeral was in the late morning at a Saint Rose of Lima, the church that they went to when he had been able. Father Ortiz from the church had been coming for a couple of years to give him communion at the house. He's a nice guy and I like him. Mr. Poe had sent me with matching ties for Sam and I to wear. We looked great.
The church was recently rebuilt after the last one was destroyed in a hurricane a couple of years ago. It's simple, but pretty:
Here is the interior:
All of us before the funeral:
Father Ortiz had Sam and I do the readings. He gave us a selection to choose from. I told Sam that if Daddy was there he would have chosen the two shortest ones. So that's what we did. I gave the first reading. Here's Sam giving the second:
Hannah and Eugene were pretty well behaved. They got really bored by the end of the mass and I was able to amuse them using the swiveling LCD function of my camera so that they could look at themselves. The output:
Hannah made a run for the altar towards the end of the service:
Aunts Sheila, Mary, and Sara:
This paining is in the vestibule. It's totally Jesus with highlights in his hair. Me Likey:
The family with Father Ortiz:
All of including the aunts:
After the service we went home and had lunch. Sam and I went and picked up Daddy's ashes around 3:30. Sam and Mom had chosen a very tasteful polished burl wood box for the ashes. It's beautiful. Some of the other choices were of a bit more questionable taste. When I die please put my ashes into the three foot tall clam shell. I'll haunt ya good if you don't. We stopped to get a birthday cake for Youngran and then headed home to find my mom and aunts had gotten into the wine. We are Irish, after all.