A Year of Mourning - Saying Goodbye to Daddy (Nov. 30, 2017)

So today’s the day we say goodbye to my father. The funeral service is in NJ followed by a long trek to Wyandanch, the land of cemeteries and camps. I went to camp very close to our to family plot. Visiting the cemetery has always been a normal act, but I cannot imagine a more abnormal act than burying someone you love so much.
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November 30, 2017 (Facebook posts)

7:42 am

I took a picture of the ladybug in the house. It must have come to say goodbye to its favourite gardener.

11:57 am

Taking Daddy on his last drive through New York. In Brooklyn now. One hour (unless the traffic holds us up.) to Wellwood Cemetery.

12:33 pm

Passing Hempstead. Remembering Daddy taking me to gymnastics class followed by a ride on the carousel at Nunley's. Open road. Wellwood arrival about 1pm.

12:36 pm

Baldwin. Freeport. Merrick soon. Like riding the LIRR with Daddy.

12:38 pm Jones Beach. Daddy used to take us beach combing in the winter. We collected buckets of beach stones, beach glass, and seashells. I still love the beach in winter best.
12:45 pm So many memories. Riding with my uncle Paul, and cousins Roger and Aaron. How wonderful it is to be sharing this moment, no matter how difficult, with people I love and who love me.