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Day Seven

Stopped by and delivered a Tanner Orchard apple pie to brother Mark and sis-in-law Holly. Nice to see them and their new porch is fantastic.


Our final day corresponded with the funeral of Janine's father. A somber group gathering for traditional family picture taking and a long sad day.


This is one of Gib's cars, an '85 Cadillac. We all pitched in the night before to wash, wax and detail it for inclusion in the procession.



Marvin and Payton getting organized for a long tough day.

And on to Peoria to board a flight to Florida. This shot was shortly after taking off.


This is our landing back in St. Pete where Kenzie met us. That is not me crying. Actually shortly after getting off, someone approached me who was on the plane and asked if I was a Blythe and it turned out to be Gary Welch from Aledo who was heading to Sanibel Island for a wedding. The kid crying was his grandkid.

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