Cemetery Visits
I was in Georgia last week for my grandmother’s 103rd birthday, and stopped off at my Mom’s gravesite in College Park shortly after arriving.
I was in Georgia last week for my grandmother’s 103rd birthday, and stopped off at my Mom’s gravesite in College Park shortly after arriving.
This is my grandmother, Vera Gresham, who is 103 today – happy birthday, Granny!
One of the things I love about living on the prairie out in the Middle West is the regular cycle of things. A sure indicator of fall is when the window units come back out to be stored away in the attic until the following July.
We managed an earlier start today, and enjoyed driving through the “Land of 10,000 Lakes” the early part of the day.
Our travels today started in the Western part of Montana and ended in the Western part of Minnesota. North Dakota is inbetween. It’s a long state.
Our travels started out okay this morning, but after an hour or so on the road, we got a battery light on the van (we’ve had to jump-start it a couple times on the trip), and Providentially pulled into the last gas station in a remote area for miles. The van died shortly after we pulled in.
We officially started our trip home today with a shortish (4 hour) hop from Mom & Dad’s over to Glacier National Park. They took their car, too (so we could continue East from the park), and we had an enjoyable day viewing God’s beautiful creation.