funeral. In no way, she told me, she wanted them to take care of her, and I told her it was her money that paid for it, so move it where she was happy, and I see why she moved it. We were treated like we were all brothers and sisters.
But at the Titus funeral home in 1992,
my stepdad was there and I had drove up
there for the funeral in a blizzard like 14 inches of snow. When I got there I walked in the door and was asked to leave, did not get to the casket or see my mother to let her know that I had made it there OK. So we did not want another funeral like that again.
