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» Saturday, July 30, 2005
The Final Journey
We're here chilling out from the funeral.

We were picked up at 8:30 and escorted to the funeral home where we had a chance to pay our last respects alone, then the folks who wanted to be in the funeral cortege arrived to do the same. Then we had a prayer and people were called to go to their cars. We were left with my mom's nieces, Linda, Paula, and Debbie, who we had asked to ride in the limosine with us (their mother, my cousin Anna, had been sick all night and remained home).

We had a funeral Mass at St. Mary's in Cranston—I'm glad Mom got to see the church after they remodeled it; it is lovely, all the paintings and statues now bright and clear—and then were taken to the chapel at the cemetery for another short blessing before it was over. (We did not have a graveside service; Catholics don't usually do that.) Most everyone who was at the Mass came back to the house for goodies and the house got real small real fast! We had pizza slices, sliced smoke sausage in barbecue sauce, cookies, pastries, cake, and three different kinds of sandwiches. As many people who came over, we still have lots of leftovers; we don't have to make lunches for a while and have lots of desserts. (We have a couple of dinner invitations, so maybe we'll take some of the pastry with us as dessert contributions.) Everyone stayed about an hour and then James cleaned up the food while I vacuumed and started a load of clothes washing.

Now we're sort of flaked watching cooking shows on WGBH, Wil's sprawled out on the carpet, and Pidge was sleeping up on one of the curtain rods before he came flying down to join us.