This afternoon we held the funeral for our next door neighbor Juanita Meyer. She had been diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer last September, right after she and her husband Paul celebrated their 60th anniversary. They have been our neighbors since 1984 and they were great neighbors. They took care of our animals and our house and yard whenever we were gone. Our old cat Opie had Juanita trained to let her in when we were gone, but refused to notice her when we were home.
It was a great service, the Celebrant was a female ELCA pastor and she was assisted by a Missouri Synod Lutheran Pastor (Juanita's Nephew) and an Episcopal Priest (me). There was a good crowd, lots of family and lots of friends. I think we sent her off in grand fashion. Paul was pleased and he has decided to live by himself for at least a year. He basically told his family to back off and let him live his life. Good for him! I think we may do a bit of fishing this summer. Safe journey Juanita.