My 97 year old Grandmother died on my 42nd birthday and we had her funeral a few days later. The cousins lined up in the same order we lined up at my sweet Granddaddy's funeral.
Aunt Rose....She's the last living sibling of the six.
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Jackson, Wyoming, Part 3
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