Late Sunday night we were on the phone with Delta getting flights set up for Tuesday and Friday to and from Greenville/Spartanburg, South Carolina.
We flew out Tuesday morning. The boys were really amazing on the plane. Tuesday night there was a short vigil service for Grandma and a reception for the family.
The funeral was Wednesday at noon, then the graveside at Woodlawn (where Grandpa Charlie had been buried 23 years previous), and lunch at the Phoenix Inn (a family gathering spot).
Thursday we were able to introduce the boys to their Great Grandma Marty (David’s paternal grandmother), as well as some of David’s best friends in Spartanburg (Matthew, Ashwin, and Krishnan).
Friday evening we flew home to the Twin Cities. Again the guys were very good on the plane—but not quite as amazing as Tuesday (probably because it was an evening flight rather than midday).
Saturday we were able to sleep in and lay low—and try to start unpacking. It takes quite a lot to get a family with twin newborns 1200 miles and back.
Sunday morning (October 24) David preached at a church in St. Paul, and we had our hearts broken again by the Vikings (28-24 loss to their rivals, the Green Bay Packers).
Here are some of the pictures we captured during the last (crazy) week…