Granpa's funeral

Yesterday was my grandpa Paul's funeral. He lived from July 20, 1924 - September 5, 2008. We were able to get all the family in from all over. It was a beautiful service where they had a lot of his life accomplishments there for people to look at. He was in the Navy in WWII and loved playing the drums, which he was very good at. The other members of his band where there at the viewing playing big band music, which they played at over at the senior citizen center.

The service was over in Willard, near Brigham. He was in failing health these last few years and his heart just couldn't take it anymore. My grandma passed away 3 years ago, so I feel good knowing that their together now and are happy.

The funeral for me was the first i've attended since my mom's in may. It just brought back so many memories and a little sadness too. I know she's in a better place, but those feelings are still there and probably will be my entire life. I know she was there to welcome him home with grandma there too and hosts of other family members. I think the hardest part for me is when they close the casket at the last time during the family prayer before the service. I remember us gathering around mom for the last time and saying our goodbyes and knowing that that would be the last time to see her physically on this earth. It was hard.

This funeral was the first i've seen where the military was there to honor another soldier. Like I said my grandpa was in WWII, so they covered his casket with the flag and shot the riffles 3 times and played taps. It was an honor to witness this and to see such respect shown for someone who had fought for our country. They folded the flag and gave it to one of his daughters and then all the service men there in attendance, including my dad, gave a salute to him. It was beautiful to watch and i'll remember it always.



My dad and his brothers.

All the service men that where there to honor him.