This is my sweet niece, Camille, who I got to see at my grandpa's funeral in Kansas. Brent and I went back for the service (left the kids in the care of Brent's parents at home), and Zach and his family drove from Texas to be there, too. Grandpa Brandt was 92.5 when he died, and though we miss him here, I'm so glad that he's with Jesus and all the special people who had gone before him. Funerals are sad, but they also pose the neat and rare opportunity to bring family together.
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