This has been a busy and rewarding weekend as my
children, grandchildren and I have visited the
cemeteries to place flowers on the graves of our
loved ones. It has also been a tender time
remembering and sharing stories with my grand-
children about those they are named after. I love
going to the cemetery and feel so close to my
family when I'm there.
Sunday afternoon we went into Salt Lake to
visit where my Mother and members of her
family are buried. While at my Great
Grandparents graves, we noticed a grave
just a couple of markers away. We commented
that the death and burial had been quite recent
because of the flowers. As we looked closer
and talked to some people who had stopped we
recognized it as the place where Sister Monson,
wife of President Monson had been laid to rest.
It was a very touching moment to stand at her
gravesite and pay our respects to a truly great
woman whom we all loved and respected.
This morning we traveled to Midway where my
father and his family are buried. It is always
fun going to Midway because invariably I run
into family I never see at any other time.
With my cousin, Zelda by our family graves.
Just after she left my cousin Jim, wife, Shirley,
and their daughter Jenny and her children came by.
We had a wonderful visit, but forgot to get
pictures.
Here I am with my three grandsons: Ty,
Kohler and Ian Ray who are named after
my father.
On top of the crater at the Homestead. Never in my
wildest dreams did I ever think I would be able to
walk across the top of the open crater. It was
pretty awesome to look down into the "bottomless"
crater.
From the Memorial Hill looking over my hometown
with Mt. Timpanogos in the background. This was
a wonderful place to grow up in.
We have had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend
and it was made even more special for me having
my children and grandchildren with me as we
visited the cemeteries.
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