Memorial

The memorial for my father yesterday wasn't as difficult to get through as I had feared. I managed not to cry. The proceedings were dignified and respectful, and most Protestants would have approved of them, I expect. Well, except for the female minister presiding and the gay ex-minister giving the homily in clerical vestments. That would give more conservative Protestants pause, but Dad would have liked everything very much.

There was a light lunch in the church hall afterwards, with a slideshow of pictures of my father from babyhood on up. After that, the family gathered in Mom's apartment for the afternoon.

People were very kind.

It was good to see the various relatives.

The ashes are to be buried in Arlington National Cemetery with full military honors on November (yes, November) 13th. Presumably Arlington is heavily backlogged due to the two wars we are fighting.