As we push through the garden gate of the old homestead, we are surprised at how much smaller things are than we remembered them, and how much work needs to be done. -The Hummer-
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Tombstone memory
This is my most enjoyable memory of searching for a tombstone.
It was a time of togetherness and learning. We visited the areas that my great great grandfather Hankins lived at and studied the times that he lived in. My wonderful husband and son had not chosen cemeteries as their first choice of activities but loved helping me accomplish the desires of my heart. I am so glad for the memories of this time we had together.
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Your husband and son are wonderful to accompany you as you search the cemetery for a tombstone. Perhaps, they will catch the "bug" and become intrigued by the interesting stones.
ReplyDeleteI have noticed that there are quite a few favorite photos (yours and mine included) that feature family members who accompanied us on our graveyard wanderings. It really does make the experience even more special.
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