Well, kids, I had no idea that you had lost your sweet mom until today as I searched for burial info for my Uncle Loyd Burcham.
I'm sorry to hear about your loss. She amazed me when she knew who I was at the visitation for Marvin Stites. She even recalled the night that a bloody girl banged through the window glass of your storm door after I hit the farmer next door on his tractor. You were all so good to me then.
I'm sure that you are bored to tears to be reminded that my Uncle John (Jack) McHone once lived in the house that you grew up in. Jack is departed now, and his wife Katherine is at home tying down for Hurricane Earl that will threaten Virginia Beach later. Such strength in these ladies.
Uncle Loyd, mom's brother, passed this morning and the service will be Saturday, so I best get back to business of preparing for that.
I wish you the best of all, and God bless you.
Milly (Gorrell) Prothe
