Today was Bruce Rick's funeral. Ryan did take a day off work, and I kept the kids home from school. Ryan was asked to be one of the pall bearers. Ryan was at the church before 9 am and stayed until about 4 pm. He stayed with Bruce in the Relief Society room for the viewing until Jeanie and family arrived. I arrived with the kids and my offering for the luncheon afterwards about 10 am. We knew it was going to be a full house, and if you wanted a "comfy" seat (the pews cannot really be called comfortable unless contrasted with folding metal chairs) then you were going to have to be early. So we staked out seats and went through for the viewing. Someone had been really sweet and brought glow sticks for the kids in honor of Bruce, as that is always what he handed out at Halloween. And sometimes at church when he was Bishop.
It was a beautiful service, and there were plenty of laughs and plenty of tears. And then we were part of one of the longest funeral processions to the cemetery I have ever seen in our small town. He would have gotten a kick out of how many lights we got to "run" and how long we stopped traffic. Bruce was not known for following traffic laws well.
And then he was laid to rest.