Family Affair

It seems to me like there should be a quote about how, often, the person that would love a funeral the most, is the one whose funeral it is.

The first family trip the ten of us all went on together was for my grandfather’s funeral. We sat on a two-year wait list to experience the service he organized so long ago at Arlington Cemetery in DC, as he served as an air force colonel.

These are the film photographs from that weekend.