Visiting Hours for Doris

Mark picks up Sam and me at the airport, and we are heading straight to the visiting hours at the funeral hone.

On our way in, we always see the Jolly Green Giant in Le Sueur.

We’re a little early, so we stop for lunch. Sam gets a burger. Mark and I get wings. And bloody marys.

It comes garnished with a German sausage, of course.

Some photos of Doris at the funeral home:

And, afterward, we gather at Annie’s house for supper.

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