I spent last weekend in Minneapolis for Grandpa Ted's Funeral Service.

He was buried at Fort Snelling, where there are Six Feet under - six N!les feet, anyway.  Grandpa Jack, Grandma Margaret and Dad.  We spent a fair amount of time at the various sites, and we were glad to see Dad's headstone for the first time.  Is it actually possible I just typed that?  We brought some trinkets to leave - rocks, a picture, and a Super Student bracelet that Grace changed to say Super Grandpa.

   

                          


A few happy glimpses from our trip: 

   

.  A modern day wedding with salmon tafetta dresses - just to prove I am not the only crazy lady around.
.  The spoon bridge at the Sculpture Garden - Grace asked me to take a picture for her.
.  Me and Miles - the newest baby, sharing a drink (and sorry the close up on the ring wasn't better...).