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Rated: ASR · Book · Biographical · #1469467
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#948067 added December 23, 2018 at 10:02pm
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Cemetery
I remember blogging every single day. I'm not sure how six months got by. Dern.

My mother has a thing about going to the cemetery every Christmas and Easter and placing flowers at the gravesites of my grandparents and great-grandparents. It has to be good weather and she has to feel relatively decent before she will actually go, so it usually gets right up to almost the holiday before we make it over there. "Over there" is two hours away in Clarke County Mississippi. This year, Saturday the 22nd was the date. We stopped and picked up my aunt. She lives about a mile from the cemetery.

When we got there, we saw a lot of the headstones were leaning and broken. It is usually extremely well kept. It turns out that somebody was driving by the cemetery when they went to sleep and lost control of their car. It did a good bit of damage. Evidently his auto insurance is going to pay for repairs but they have not had time to do them yet. My personal grandparents' and great-grandparents' headstones were not affected but I have other various and sundry relatives whose were. It was quite unnerving.

On the opposite side, can you imagine going to sleep at the wheel and waking up in the middle of a cemetery?

One good thing about this trip: I found out that this cemetery is where my mother wants to be buried. I honestly didn't know. I'll probably be the one making the arrangements and you can't exactly ask these things, at least not with my particular mom. She has two husbands she has buried in two different towns, plus there is the cemetery where her family is, which is where she says she wants to be, right next to her daddy. I kind of thought she might want to be next to my daddy, but evidently not. At least that mystery is solved and I won't have to wonder when the time comes.




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