The casket bearers were all Graff's: a son, Curtis (red tie), nephews and grandsons. The littlest grandson, 9 yrs or so, was holding to the handle in the back of the group(not seen). As they walked by me I heard him say, "Grandpa, you are heavy!"

They all loved this man. He had included them all in the work of the family farm. He had been such a part of their personal lives all during their growing up years.