We just returned from Joy Alice Brown's (my grandma) funeral in Red Mesa, Colorado. While we'll miss her, it was her time to go. She was over ninety and had been quite sick for a few months.
We were privileged to take part in grandma's funeral: Demaree sang "Abide with Me, 'Tis Eventide", and I gave a few remarks on resurrection (drawn from Alma 41:3-6, 13). Here are a picture of the graveside dedication.
On a lighter note, on the way back home, we found an interesting cafe in Crook, Colorado. This wasn't just any cafe; no, it was an "AFC."
Evidently, someone lost the "E," decided nobody would want to eat at a "CAF", so they transposed the letters and created an "AFC." Ah, small town Colorado.