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05/30/17 - We celebrate and remember the life of my incredbile grandmother

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I've passed this place countless times and always kept in the back of my mind that someday it would be my turn to visit it. I took no photos of the wake or funeral. These are from the reception.
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Uncle Michael, the eldest, gave a speech. My mom captures the day's feelings pretty well
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I was happy to see that there were still some smiles. After all, it's rare for this much of the family to get together at once.
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Aunt Teresa
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Greg and Johnny
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Uncle Brian and Uncle Stephen
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Aunt Kathy
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Aunt Anne, Gragra's sister.
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Caitlin's daughter Juliet did a great job injecting some joy into the day and reminding us that life continues
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Good job trying to intimidate my camera
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Uncle Stephen, now a grandfather, having fun with Juliet
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Caitlin demonstrates my cat wrangling techniques with Juliet
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Where's Mommy??
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Hi there
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Smile for the camera
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Just a couple of cool cool people
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Hi Branagans! Sorry for the low photo quality, it was pretty dark in here
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Becky can always spot a camera
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Such a stinkface!
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Juliet and Becky
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Kate came by to pay her respects
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Aunt Kathy will kill me for posting this but I liked Becky photobombing the background
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I felt bad for not making a point of saying hi to Aunt Anne. She passed away a few months later.
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Uncle Brian spotted me
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Uncle Brian and his cousin David. I'm not sure what that makes me and David. I'm bad at family trees
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Taking Juliet for a walk
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Uncle Michael and Aunt Teresa
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Aunt Diane
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Uncle Peter
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Telling stories on the couch
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This kid is going to have a very different relationship to technology growing up than I did
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Siblings telling stories
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Gathering near the bar
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Told you we could still have a few smiles
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Uncle Peter somehow ended up with these heavy flowers
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Well.. now what
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This is how I left the group. A strange quantum state of grief, joy, and some ethanol for good measure.
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Sorry I can't stick around, I've got a plane to catch!
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Remembering others who sat on this bench..
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