I do remember the day of the funeral, which was held at the First Congregational Church, Cadillac, Michigan, which our family attended. I remember asking my Dad why he wasn’t working, since my six year old mind knew a funeral was his job. He just sadly said that someone else was working for him today. I don’t remember another thing about that day, except sitting in the back alcove of the sanctuary. I couldn’t tell you who was there, I have no memories of seeing anyone.
The minister, Rev Wesley Purschbacker, was a good friend of my father’s. He was the pastor of the Episcopalian church in Cadillac, I have no idea why he served as the minister for Grandma’s funeral.
