We had two viewings this past Thursday and the funeral yesterday, for which I was a pallbearer, as I had been for my father in 2013. For the viewings, we found about 10 photos from Mom's life, including one from her and Dad's wedding and one of them about to go on a date. The viewings and funeral were attended by friends and co-workers of my siblings, some out-of-town relatives, and some of the same neighbors who had shown up for Dad. One relative was a cousin I had not seen since the late 1980's, at her home in Pennsylvania.
Mom was born during the Great Depression and the presidency of Franklin Roosevelt, and lived to see a president younger than her first two children, and even to see him step down. Her father was coal miner and her mother was housewife. She was the middle of three sisters, who also had an older brother. About two years after she graduated high school, she married an older alumnus from the same school, who had gone to work in western New York State. Other than during a one-year hiatus in Connecticut, they raised six children in New York. In 1975, due to Dad changing jobs, we all moved to Virginia, where most of my siblings still live.