Last weekend many of my dad’s relatives gathered to bury the ashes of his uncle and aunt. Ed and Mary were the last survivors of their generation, and their deaths have prompted much introspection. I think it affected other family members as well, judging by some of the comments and topics discussed. My brother is the only Huck descendant still living in the area settled by our great-grandfather. Amazing, with so many male offspring! But mostly it was just heart-warming to see and be with everyone again. Many of dad’s cousins were there, and some of their children, as well. I was particularly pleased to see three second cousins with whom my brother and I used to spend a LOT of time. And again, I was amazed at how easy it was to pick up where we left off. Those family ties are very strong. The five of us made sure to have a picture taken, and it was NOT in a bathtub as were some previous ones!
Loren, the baby of the family, did a great job conducting the burial service. It must have been very difficult for him.
My dad and my brother looked very much alike to me that day. They also apparently don’t like me taking their picture.
Then it was visiting time at the Pioneers’ Club. The best part of the day! This photo shows two of dad’s cousins, Oliver (with his wife Sharon) and Roy, who we don’t get to see often enough!!
I love this photo of Roy catching up with a childhood friend, Valerie Onerheim Finley. She is one of my very dear friends, as well, and my elementary music teacher!
The “Huck boys” provided a few musical selections, and were joined by Jerry’s daughter, Kathy (of bathtub fame!!) She looked and sounded very much like her mother here, and I shed a few tears.