I stated in my post last Thurday HERE about the upcoming week-end that I wasn't planning to make the annual "pilgramage" to the Cemetary. I knew that we would go to visit Paul's Parents, which we did, but the other plans got changed along the way. My Eldest Brother spent a couple of days in the Hospital last week so my (dear hubby) DH called on Sunday and arranged for us to go and visit him early Monday morning. Well, we had to get up early to get there...
He was ready and waiting to go for a ride so we went to pick up the flag and rose to put in the Bouquet for Mom and Dad's grave. When we got to the Cemetary, it took a while, as usual, to remove the 'vase' part that is embedded in the headstone. Paul and Allan used the tools that my Brother just happend to have in his pockets and got it out. It was wedged in with dirt and grass clippings. It wasn't the only one found that way.
Once it was turned up to hold the flowers we put them in and waited for Roma and Gordon to come. We walked and found the headstone of Aunt Caroline and others that we miss, old neighbors and friends from the good ol' days in Moses Lake.
Roma & Gordon at the Grave of Gordon's Parents. The cemetary provided the FLAG for his father.
I asked Roma to bring the Quilt I gave her last week-end. I wanted a better picture of her and I with it. With us in this picture is Gordon and Allan, Paul was taking the picture. He is so funny, always waiting until I'm done talking so he can take the picture. After we got done taking pictures we visited with the people who came that we knew and Paul helped the Evans get their 'vase' out. He said it took about 15 minutes and he looked up and there were 8 people standing around watching. "Just like Government work", he said. We went and got lunch at the KFC where I had my first Fast Food Job. The Lunch Buffet is pretty good there. Then we dropped Allan back off at his place and my cell phone rang. It was my other Brother who lives in Moses Lake. So we got to go and find his new place and visit a while. Had to take our picture, I can't remember how many years it has been since I saw him. Maybe 10?





Here is one of me and her after I graduated from High School. She didn't have the chance to graduate. She married my father when she was 16. I was her baby and I admit I was spoiled rotten! My sister says I had a different mom than she had. She left us soon after I became a Mom. So if you tire of me asking for pictures with your children, my grandchildren, I have no apologies! Many of the things I say, she said and I've tried to remind my children of her and what she taught me. I hope they never forget what a beautiful person she truly was. 
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