I knew our travel time was going to be a joy!
Coming into Virginia....I snapped this picture from the car window. I told Bill, "It looks like a painting!"
I kept thinking (humming and singing) "In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia on the trail of the lonesome pine." Believe it or not, I used to square dance to that tune at our 4-H camps!
It was, indeed, a lovely drive.
Grandpa Fleet's service was a blessing! Jason was minister. Laura read special words written by her Mom and then she sang, "Go Rest High upon that Mountain." Her aunt read this lovely poem,
"God's Masterpiece - Dad" and her uncle sang, "Beulah Land." The military service at the cemetery (nestled in a lovely valley surrounded by the mountains) was "beyond moving."
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