I partook in a memorial service yesterday, of a man I kinda knew, and his brother. The brother I knew better, and he had died serveral years ago, but was included as he never actually got a memorial service. The other one had been a museum curator and lover of history, and education. He was a reenactor and so many of the people who came were in their reenactor dress. It was well done, with memories shared, and dinner (food) as well as some drinks. I had a dark and stormy plus a jamensons. (I didn’t have to drive anywhere afterwords as it was at a hotel and I had a room for the night. See the pictures below.