The original plan was to have been for her body to be donated to Baylor medical school. But after three years of decline and a year of surviving a bad fall which left her "not all there" most of the time, and bed sores from the nursing home, her daughter Jean said, "I don't want her to be hurt." So she was cremated instead.
But why are her ashes not buried in the plot with her name on it? Well, a few months after the cremation, Mother (that would be my mother Jean) decided it was time to bury Farmor. So she sent me, Sean, out with the box and a shovel. Never expect your child to bury his grandmother. The remains are buried in the back yard of 4309 Betty, Bellaire, Texas. After Mother's death and cremation, her children, Jeano and I, decided we needed her buried near us so we would have a grave to visit. And we decided to bring Farmor back, too. So I got a shovel (the same one) and went digging. The box, sadly, was not to be found. So we dug some soil from near the spot, put it into a beautiful soapstone box, and buried that in the grave with Mother's remains. And the stone has both names on it. [Written by her grandson, Sean Lotz.]
The original plan was to have been for her body to be donated to Baylor medical school. But after three years of decline and a year of surviving a bad fall which left her "not all there" most of the time, and bed sores from the nursing home, her daughter Jean said, "I don't want her to be hurt." So she was cremated instead.
But why are her ashes not buried in the plot with her name on it? Well, a few months after the cremation, Mother (that would be my mother Jean) decided it was time to bury Farmor. So she sent me, Sean, out with the box and a shovel. Never expect your child to bury his grandmother. The remains are buried in the back yard of 4309 Betty, Bellaire, Texas. After Mother's death and cremation, her children, Jeano and I, decided we needed her buried near us so we would have a grave to visit. And we decided to bring Farmor back, too. So I got a shovel (the same one) and went digging. The box, sadly, was not to be found. So we dug some soil from near the spot, put it into a beautiful soapstone box, and buried that in the grave with Mother's remains. And the stone has both names on it. [Written by her grandson, Sean Lotz.]
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