Grandma Pettingill's Funeral

Grandma Pettingill had been sick for many years with Alzheimer's disease. She past away last week while the girls were in town for a visit. The first thing that came to my mind when I received the news was, "yay, she can finally be with her daughter Alene again after 75 long years". She is no longer suffering and she's happy. I do have to admit that I cried secretly in my car on my lunch break after I got off the phone with Joseph because I loved her so much and I have some great memories with Grandma spending the night at her house in the summer, having BBQs on the back porch, looking at all her beautiful porcelain dolls she painted.

One of my most cherished memories I have with Grandma Pettingill was when I was about 10 years old I took a little trip with her to Franklin to the farm shortly after Grandma Stockdale died. I remember feeling so special that Grandma wanted to just take me on this trip. I packed my clothes and made sure I had my Dopey with me so I could go to sleep. I can't remember very well what we did during the day besides go through Grandma Stockdale's things with Grandma, but I remember being afraid to go to bed that night because of all the box elder bugs crawling around the walls and windows. I had Dopey in one hand and Grandma's hand in the other as we slept in the same bed upstairs.

Grandma was such a neat lady and so beautiful; I always looked forward to visiting Grandpa and Grandma. I remember all the Christmas Eves we had at their house singing carols and sitting on Santa's lap. I couldn't wait to open my gift from my grandma because she always put something on the bow that we could keep as an extra gift--usually it was something that she made in ceramics. I will miss her dearly, but only for a short moment in time.

 My ancestors from Franklin, ID who homesteaded the Stockdale farm as directed by President Brigham Young.

 Becky's attempted glamor shot, haha sorry Becky I couldn't resist!