Funeral procession, 1800s

I’m going to a burial and memorial service today for the elderly matriarch of a prosperous family I used to be quite close to and was welcomed as member of for years. She died last winter so a lot of the grieving has passed. Besides her laughter (and drinking!) I will always remember her for her ability to smile widely as she eviscerated someone she didn’t like and then let out a cackle which signaled “I’m done with you”.