“We need to get together more often and not at a funeral.” How many times have you and a cousin said that? Funerals are much like a family reunion. You can learn a lot about a family just by looking at who showed up. Using my grandparents’ guest books and sympathy cards, I’ll be exploring “Who came to the funeral?”
is for my eX Girl Scout Troop 543. When my maternal grandfather Orvin Davis died in 1963, my family received this lovely card sent on behalf of my troop and leaders.
|From Leaders and Girls|
of Troop 543
The envelope bears the return address of our neighbor Mrs. Loulies. What really saddens me is that I don’t even remember Mrs. Loulies being my scout leader. I enjoyed my troop and being a Girl Scout. I can remember Mrs. Kratz and Mrs. Davis (no relation that I’m aware of), but Mrs. Loulies as scout leader escapes my mind’s eye completely.
Mrs. Loulies also sent a card from her own family.
|from Helen, Walter,|
Gloria and Walter Jr.
What is even sadder about that card is that my grandmother was never very nice when it came to the Loulies. It was because of their son, Walter Jr. I don’t know of anything that he did wrong, but for some reason, Grandma always saw him as a delinquent. He was a teenager, which was probably crime enough as far as my grandmother was concerned.
That the Loulies even bothered to send the card at all shows what a fine and forgiving family they were.
If you’re caught between a xenolith and xylols, or even if you suffer from xenophobia, you should make your way to the A to Z April Challenge where you will be met with xenodochial xenagogues whose xenophilia will convince you there are no xanthippes among us.
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