sad, but sweet.
We drove to Kelowna Good Friday morning (no snow accumulations on the mountain passes to speak of, despite the dire forecast). In the evening after a family dinner we gathered at the funeral home. Tears were followed by a spontaneous time of singing - as we remembered the hope of those who die knowing Jesus.
The funeral service on Saturday morning was beautiful. Later the sun shone on us as we gathered around the plot at the cemetery. But no sun could dispel the forlorn look on Dad’s face as he said goodbye to his sweetheart of almost 62 years.
Just before we left the cemetery Ernie’s sister Marilyn took flowers from the casket spray to hand out...
to Mom's sisters Aunt Julia and Auntie Sally,
children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
On Sunday afternoon we got together again in the home of Ernie’s brother (Arnold and Daphne).
This spread (and a lot more that didn't fit in the picture) fed a collection of about 35 aunts and uncles, brothers and sisters, kids, spouses and grand-kids!
Of course no matter how yummy the desert, 
Easter wouldn’t be complete without a hunt for even more.
So the Easter weekend of 2006 is one I'm sure I'll never forget.
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