Military funeral service for my father today. The flag was presented to my great-nephew Kevin, which I thought was the perfect choice. I wanted to thank the military personnel for their grace and precision.
Scott attended. Mom suggested we get an ice cream after, so I directed him to the Baskin Robbins on Powell where Dana used to work. Dana introduced me to Pralines & Cream, so I had that with Strawberry Cheesecake - I began associating Dana with strawberries some years ago, though the reason why is long forgotten. I reminisced over Dana and Lori Hamilton. Scott wanted to drive past Dana's old home. The fence is no longer there. We're wondering whether the upstairs room may have been hers. He wanted to look Lori up on Facebook, but didn't know which one to click on...I wasn't prepared to read that anyway, and fortunately I didn't have to dissuade him from trying again with Dana's FB.
I'm trying not to think or feel much.
Grand opening of the Franklin remodel is Friday Sept. 2nd. I might go. Would really love to see the green room, if at all possible. New auditorium, anyway. The Buy-a-brick dedications plaques won't be up yet, though. I've never been to any of the reunions: either Dana would be there, or she wouldn't, and either way would've been lonely for me.
