I remember when I was a child going over to the cemetery every Memorial Day & putting flowers on all the relatives graves. I remember Mama making flowers out of crepe paper & picking wild flowers by the side of the road on the way to the cemetery. The cemetery would be filled with live relatives, almost like a family reunion. Now when I go, there is nobody there. Everybody lives so far away. So I go to visit on findagrave..

I remember when I was a child going over to the cemetery every Memorial Day & putting flowers on all the relatives graves. I remember Mama making flowers out of crepe paper & picking wild flowers by the side of the road on the way to the cemetery. The cemetery would be filled with live relatives, almost like a family reunion. Now when I go, there is nobody there. Everybody lives so far away. So I go to visit on findagrave..