We sang old hymns and then we solemnly began our winding procession through Blair to our family cemetery, White Oak. I will never forget that funeral and that slow procession through Blair. Everything was right about it,and in spite of what has been done to Blair my mom was laid to rest on that beautiful mountainside next to her mother, finally getting to leave this dirty old city and go home again, to our beautiful Blair. Gail Gail - What a beautiful tribute to a gracious, kind lady. Norma was so good to me when I first started studying genealogy. How I wish I could have been there for her funeral. Cousin Rick