Funerals are for the living, and without one, there is no closure. Tonight we had a memorial for Uncle Chuck and my dear friend Carol. We also invited Richard’s friend John whose sister Mary passed away this morning. We were Jews and Christians united in an effort for sending our loved ones on their way.

We did traditional Jewish prayers, John sang the 23rd Psalm and taps. We all told stories about our departed family members and ended it with dessert. What a wonderful evening. Uncle Chuck would have been pleased at the variety of religions and camaraderie in the room.

This is what caring and love is all about. He would have also loved the zoo animals and probably given them nicknames. He always gave people he loved nicknames. His girls were Rotten kid 1 and Rotten kid 2. My youngest was just Rotten Kid. My grandson (Chistopher) was JJ.

So as you smile at the Sacramento Zoo animals, send a smile up to Uncle Chuck and Carol; Arthur and Alina; and Mary.

Flamingo reflection.

Not talking to each other.

I am handsome.

What are you looking at?

Baby flamingo.

They aren’t very tall yet.

I’m thirsty.

Baby’s need to drink a lot.

I’m busy eating, but

my brother is sleeping.

I’m elusive, but she finally caught me.

I like to pose.

I gave her my goofiest face.

What happened to my color?

I’m glowing.

This grooming session is going to cost you…..

Oh darn, she managed to shoot through the fence.

I’d better give her my good side.