Diary Entry for 8/16/1998

A sunny day. Rained during the night. We went to church. 22 out. Went with Wayne and Nancy. A nice service. We sang favorite hymns picked by each person. We picked “When the Roll is Called up Yonder”. Merrill’s grandfather used to hold him on his lap as a small boy and sang it to him. I picked “In the Garden”. It was my mother’s favorite and also mine. A lonesome day. No company. Merrill real mixed up all day.