THE KINGMAN FRATERNAL CEMETERY
We, my mother and I, journeyed to my father's grave in Fountain County yesterday. We usually go on the Thursday before Memorial Day observed, but this year the temperature was predicted to be so high that we delayed until yesterday, Friday.
This is our eighth Memorial Day trip with a big urn of flowers strapped on the backseat with the seatbelt. Mother drives down and I make the trip home; we leave between 6-7am and get back around those hours in the pm. The gravesite looks lovely with the flowers on it, and the small cement molded dog napping at the foot of the monument. I find it hard to think of Daddy lying there beneath the ground, but it happens to us all and the cemetery is nestled in a wooded area, well-kept . . . and he is buried next to his mother.
posted by Jody @ 8:20 AM
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