Goodbye dad part II

The morning after the funeral was special. We took pics of the flag and visited Maurice's mom gravesite.

However, after that, we had a series of unfortunate events. At a restaurant, Makaz broke a plate. Then  Maurice spilled all his drink in the car and he got a speeding ticket to boot in Indiana!

We just wanted to go home! And we did safely thank God!

Tomorrow its back to work for me!




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