"ain't any of us getting out of this alive"

the last of my jones aunts died the other day, aged 95, and the funeral was today --- a sweet lady that almost to her dying day spent her time digging around in her flower garden --- she actually didn't quit driving until last march --- a closed casket, thank you jesus, on her wishes, which makes her very progressive for the family in that way ---

the funeralization event also led to much cousin-friending on facebook, which i hope will work out well for all --- i know that most of them i would never see or hear from again otherwise ---

a.d. went with me and so we stopped to say hay to carol at flat creek, lying there amid many generations of joneses in fayette county --- we both agreed that we still missed her a whole hell of a lot ---

the burying today was at forest lawn, near union city, amid the graves of other generations of jones relations, including a cousin murdered in ft lauderdale in 1981 and his sister killed in a car crash a year later, all of which made everybody extremely sad --- seven siblings, a very baptist family that always tended much more toward love than judgement --- whenever my aunt and uncle traveled, they always left the door to the house unlocked, in case some of the family needed to get in