Jet was turned out in red and black velvet. It was a pretty cool morning, and he didn't mind the extra warmth. I think he might have been up since 5, so he was pretty tired, but he enjoyed seeing all the new people, sitting between John and I on the seat in the booth, getting held by Debbie (who brought us dinner the first week after he was born), and participating in the service. Folks all marveled at him, because the last time they'd all seen him was at the Founders' Day party, when he was only 5 lbs 8 oz, and now he's more than three times that size.
It was amazingly nice to see people. Folks that I haven't seen for months since I started working from home. The service itself was mostly a bunch of songs, and the planting of a big evergreen as a memorial. There'll be a plaque. It was just kind of interesting to realize that it was good to have everyone simply gather and think it all through with friends. To talk about things, and to have a symbolic marker.