A cameraphone summary of my trip to St. Thomas to bury my Grandmother. I was able to see her 10 days before she passed. She was in Georgia to get a second opinion. At the time my faith was heavily tested. But God spoke to me in a way that I could understand and showed me that things were for the best and she didn’t suffer anymore. It was hard but after I played the recording I made of her in 2006 during the eulogy, I got some closure. She basically eulogized herself.
I didn’t take a whole lot of photos with my camera while there, just cameraphone pictures. I apologize if this post is morbid, but I wanted to say Goodbye via this blog and I guess this is how.
the view from the restaurant we ate at post-service
making arrangements for the dinner after the burial
Joe, John, “Charlo”, William
Denise
last time I was here was for Easter Sunrise service in 2006. the sun rose over St. John.
reunited with family after many decades apart in the same place. Shame it took this.
My long lost cousin, we lived with Tanti when she was in high school
The Lewis Brothers
Malik was 14 and taller than me.
Joe checking out the flowers at the site of his mother’s grave
Joe keeps a truck in tip top shape always
Pronounced Fungi – a cornmeal dish I couldn’t stand as younger that I have developed a taste for
There were some people who I didn’t know listed before family. I didn’t care for that
