Last week I went back to Flora for my Uncle Bob's funeral. He had one beautiful service. It was so amazing to see everything that the town of Flora did for their mayor, my uncle. The huge flag at the cemetery was very touching.
I was able to attend his visitation and funeral only because of a few nice ladies who watched the boys for me. Watching Trenton is not easy to watch. Trenton was at my parents house and in a familiar place so that made it better for him. I am forever grateful for this group of women who took on the task of watching them so I could spend the time with my family.
This is one of my favorite pictures of Uncle Bob and the boys:)
We always loved going to see him and Aunt Barb on Halloween.
I called my mom at work and she said to wait till she got home or see if Bob was home. I got off the phone with her and looked down the road toward his house and saw his truck was home. I called Bob and told him about my dilemma. He met me at the site I was stuck in. He pulled me out. After he got the truck out, he looked at me and said, "Jimmie don't need to know about this." Uncle Bob saved the day and my dad just recently knew about this for the first time. Uncle Bob kept his secret and never told a soul:)