Here a friend comforts Aunt Rosa's niece who traveled from El Salvador to attend the funeral.
Joe, Mom, Cousin Marion, and Cousin Lidia.
Here I am helping D with his tie in the back of the church. I think it was both boys' first time to wear one. Jono's was a clip-on, but D wore one of mine.
On the drive back to the hotel, we stopped at a scenic point and asked a stranger to take our picture. It was unbelievably hot and humid, and we had to get out of the ties before we burst into flames.
It was really good to see family, and to let the boys be seen, and to celebrate the life of Rosa Stowe. We will miss her, but we trust that she is with the Lord now.