Ah, my friends, thank you so much. I drew such strength from your kind words and support, yesterday. For my Aunt Helen's sake I was able to stay calm and supportive for her and we had a wonderful couple of hours of her telling me stories about my dad and mom and of her own family. Her mom was my dad's mom's sister.

I have spoken with his widow this morning. She called to let me know they will have a viewing on Thursday for all of his friends. During this they will play his music and display his instruments. Then, on Friday, they will have a graveside service. My sisters and brother all grieved many years ago when he left our family to marry her, and we aren't any of very religious in that way, so I think we won't be going over. I am very okay with that as was my dad. We'd talked about it several times. They don't expect us to make the trip, plus I am not sure I am up to it physically.

I am quite grateful for her call as she went on to tell me that she wants my sister, Priscilla, to have the banjo and me to have his fiddle. What more can I say? They are both family heirlooms and such precious connections to him....I almost can't wait to rub the wood, to feel the bow and place my thumb on the frog just so as he had done. Such a tangible part of him...I am gratefull.

And now to rest, sweet Daddy, and our thanks to you all for listening and caring. My heart is full.

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