For the first time, that I remember, we only made it to three cemeteries this year - Lenox, Prairie Rose and Quincy. Even when we lived in WDM, I always 'came home' on Memorial weekend. First to take my Mom and Grandma Delphia to the cemeteries and then, when they were gone, to decorate their graves, too. Grandma once said: "I know you will decorate my grave, but who will decorate yours?" ((I'm sorry, Grandma, but I didn't make it to your's and Grandpa Joe's this year.)
With the increase in prices and the dearth of artificial flowers (probably caused by Trump's tariffs), there was very little decorating done.
I only had two artificial bouquets - the white one behind my parents' stone and a smaller version between sister's and nephew's gravestones.
There was one other couple nearby while we were there. Surprisingly, I recognized the woman even though she was wearing sunglasses and I hadn't seen her in 45 years. Tentatively I said, "Marcia"? I told her my name then we had a nice 'catching up' visit. Our families had both been part of the Fairview Church neighborhood in the 1950's.
At Quincy, I left some cut peonies on Grandma & Grandpa Lynam's grave and those of their two daughters, Evelyn and Leona. I can guess who placed the sunflowers. Grandma's grandniece recently retired and moved back to Corning. I'm sure it was her. She thought the world of 'Aunt Bessie'.
Even though it was a comparatively short journey and I was glad to be back home, it would not have felt right if I'd missed Decoration Day. 🌼🌻🌺
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