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?
It was getting later in the afternoon and Paul wanted to attend our Ward Picnic in Pioneer Park in the evening so on we travelled, back toward home. I always have my camera, but don't take pictures everytime we visit Dad and Mom Crowther. Today was a day to Remember so a picture of Paul with his parents was taken. I took one of Paul and his Dad while Mom went to comb her hair. Paul closed his eyes so I won't post it. I left another loaf of my homemade bread with them and delivered the "yellow" rose to Mom. I took a couple of books that I thought Dad might not have read, just in case he has a sleepless night. He loves to read.
The Ward Picnic in Pioneer Park was a success. The weather was questionable all day and there were a few 'sprinkles'. I took all of my tablecloths so we wouldn't have to use the paper. The Elders carried all the tables for us. I kept saying "More tables!" Better too many than not enough, right? I took only a couple of pictures there after the Family Home Evening message by Brother Alter about the "Pledge of Alleigance" I don't like to take picture s of people while they are eating. I heard they cooked 120 or more burgers and I don't know how many hot dogs. Another Memorial Day full of memories. We had to "Wave" as we passed the Tri-cities. Our Family there was "celebrating" without us.
