My mother-in-law is in her final resting place. We had the funeral on Saturday and her entire family was there. It was very nice, with a short service at the cemetery and a lunch-get-together afterward.
My father-in-law held up very well, and was grateful everyone came.
I drove up Friday and spent the weekend with my friend Linda and her father Theodore (Teddy). Linda, who has also known my mother-in-law for years, and her sister came to the funeral as well. As always with funerals, one is happy to see the rest of the family, even though it's not the happiest of moments to get together.
And no, there are no photos from this family-event, it just didn't seem the right time.
On the way back to her house, Linda and I stopped at this store, where my mouth dropped open:
And here something I've never seen in Germany:
And then I took a dive into the past. I hadn't been back in East Hartford, where my husband's grandparents lived, for at least 30 years. But since it was close, I had Linda drive by, here a typical New England Congregational church, where my parents-in-law where married, my mother-in-law confirmed:
Last night we went to a tavern on the Connecticut/Rhode Island border, about an hour away, and ate there: