We set out on Tuesday, the 26
th for Pittsburgh. Our flight left at 7am. I did not even bother to get Lon out of his
jammies.

He stayed in his
jammies while he played at the
playplace in the Southwest concourse. We LOVE Southwest Airlines!

We got though security quickly, so there was lots of time to play. Chicago Midway airport was nice. We got in 20 minutes early, so we had just enough time to get Lon some chicken nuggets, for him to eat them, then we got on the plane. Somewhere between Chicago and
Pittsburgh we saw this great circle rainbow. It was beautiful. The sky cleared up the closer we got to Pittsburgh. Since we had another tail wind, we got in early. The pilot decided to use some of that time by flying over the city. We saw Heinz field. We saw the three rivers coming together. Lon was impressed. I was impressed. It was pretty.

Lon on the airplane, after
changing out of his
jammies.

We had breakfast before the service at
Eatn' Park. Lon was so happy with his waffle, it had a face on it!! Oh my! I have to start looking for a waffle baker with faces or Mickey in it.
Lon wanted to take my camera and take some pictures at the service for
GiGi, Grandmother
Presken. But I told him no. St. Joseph's Church is beautiful. The service was good. Father Allen did a great job. Grandmother talked about wanting to go home, and even without anyone mentioning that to Father Allen, that was his homily. How we all want to go home. After Mass we went to St. Mary's
cemetery. It was so cold we were in the chapel. Lon asked Grandmother what we were doing here. She answered to say a prayer for
GiGi. In a voice loud enough to be heard by all, my darling son told Grandmother he already said all his prayers. At least everyone laughed.

We walked over to the grave site.
We will miss her very much.
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