Aunt Gertrude, who is in her eighties, has asthma. By the time she had visited with us for an hour, she was wheezing badly. She wanted us to stay for dinner (lunch), but we felt like that would be too much for her and went to Subway instead.
From there we went to visit the Versailles graveyard and put some cheap plastic flowers on the graves of Cliff's and Rena's parents, and a couple of siblings. We know their spirits are not there in the cemetery, but there is something about visiting the graves of loved ones that does the heart good.
We don't travel to the graves of our loved ones often, but I really felt good about doing this. It reminded me of how my parents and I "decorated" the graves of relatives every year and the things I learned about my ancestors listening to the stories my parents and aunts and uncles told. I loved it. I think those yearly get-togethers at cemeteries is what made me love graveyards.
For those of you who remember my faithful horse, Blue, I recorded this video while riding on him. He now lies in his own graveyard.
I am so thankful that my cousin, Pauline, is recording memories of my mom's side of the family.
Then we went to Edna's. Again, there was a cute great-grandson, but I took no pictures. Call me a failure. Next we went to Junior's and had a nice visit there. After we left his house, we saw emergency vehicles pulling out of a rural volunteer fire house. We dropped Edna off at her house and headed toward home. Unfortunately, we were held up by the accident to which the emergency vehicles were headed. Not good. You can find the accident report HERE. Read the bottom sentence, misc. information, to see what happened. I especially hate this because a motorcycle was involved, and there was blood on the highway that I'm sure was the biker's.
I feel better now about the fact that we sold our Gold Wing.