Today was the funeral for a Gentle Woman. A real lady. Proper and funny, personable and refined. Southern accent, humble, gracious. Mother of our stake president and wife of the patriarch. It was great to see her posterity gathered, all but one missionary grandson, solemn and full of tender feelings.
Suzanna came, since one of her granddaughters is a hopeful BYU roommate next fall. The grandson on a mission was Stewart's freshman roommate. Two of her great grandchildren are my little friends who used to come every Tuesday to play. It is hard to think of our life without the Halsey influence!
And her husband said the best choice he ever made was to marry her.
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