so last night i had a super weird dream involving some of my friends...very,very strange...and a coupla nights ago, i had a dream about Bruce. we were just sitting on a porch swing and catching each other up on life. and it was really nice, because it was like i was able to just have a little visit with him. yesterday i went with my mom up to Carthage for the funeral of her Great-Aunt Grady, who was apparently quite a staple in the family. i met a lot of people that i never knew, including a lot of granddaddy's brothers. all in all, it was a pretty well-spoken funeral, but the pastor was reeeeeally long-winded and quite repetitive. but at least he wasn't one of those screaming preachers. after the burial and stuff, i went to dinner in Gordonsville with my grandparents and aunts and uncles, and that was a lot of fun. i really love my mom's side of the family. they're all so fun to be around, and it's a lot nicer now that my granddad has mellowed out so much. nayways, i guess what i'm trying to say is, that with the combination of all the deaths that have happened recently, love your family while they're still here, because you really never know when they could be gone. much love to all---Cari