(1991 February 20)
[After Portia's funeral service] we had to hurry in the car for the drive to cemetery. Bill and I got out for prayers around the raised gray casket, about 10 degrees. I have never stood in colder wind and started to shake. On the way home I sat in the sun and got warm. All but my feet - a very cold car floor. ... [When I got home] I had hot soup and went to bed. Later Jan came with soup for supper, worrying about me.
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