I’ve just gotten home from Aunt Judy’s funeral with a terrible feeling of sadness. Maybe it’s just me, but I feel like a funeral should be a celebration of the person’s life. This was the most impersonal funeral I think I have ever attended. Sam said the visitation on Friday night was better, but I didn’t know about that in time to get there. So, can we celebrate Aunt Judy’s life here by posting our memories of her?
One of my earliest memories of Aunt Judy is of her fixing my hair. We were at Grandma and Grandpa’s house (I don’t remember if that was when we lived there or before) and she braided my hair on the sides, then pulled the braids back in a barrette. She said it was the way she wore her hair when she was my age. Then she found a picture of herself with her hair fixed just like that, saying how much I looked like her.
Friday, October 19, 2007
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One of my earliest memories of Aunt Judy was one night my mom, Aunt Joy, Aunt Judy, and I think Becky were in a car going to Glencoe and we were all singing Scarlet Ribbons. I loved to hear them sing. She is missed but left behind loving and fun memories.
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