January 31st, was the funeral services for my Grandma, Marguerite Miller. It was a beautiful winter day in Salt Lake City. It was almost warm enough for just a sweater. Uncle Mike picked out the pretty pink casket which I thought was just perfect. It's just what she would have pick out herself. She loved pink, it was all through out her house, and many of her clothes.
She had lots of family there to remember her, and share time together. All of my Uncles and Aunts on that side were there and many of my cousins, and their families.
Brady was one of the Pall Bearers. Zach & Ethan were there with us also. 
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