Judi's grandfather passed away this week, so we're in Tennessee for the funeral. It's a weird situation. On the one hand, it's always sad to be at a funeral. On the other hand, Pawpaw was 94 and a strong Christian. Plus we see a bunch of family and friends that we haven't seen in years.
I feel vaguely guilty that I don't feel more sad. Odd.
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