FM did it. I feel beaten and battered today. We went to Lansing yesterday for my uncle Ward's funeral. My left knee wouldn't stay straight; it kept slightly buckling, so I took my cane since we would be walking over uneven ground to the gravesite. I really didn't want to make a spectacle of myself and fall down and not be able to get up. It would take a couple of big guys to help me up since I weigh so much. I would prefer everyone to remember the 3 volley weapons salute or the 'taps' played at the funeral instead of me falling down.
Getting together with many of my cousins and my last aunt (Betty) felt lovely. When I get better I think we need to have a reunion just for fun.
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