So this week, my memory is focusing on Memorial Day because that is what today is. When I was a kid, we would go visit all the family gravesites and put flowers on them....always fresh flowers. Usually the Sunday before, we would go to Missouri where my dad's side of the family are buried....it was a lovely cemetery overlooking the Mississippi River. My grandmother would lead us around and have stories to tell about all the family members. We would always have a picnic in a park also overlooking the river...somehow the thought of my grandma's fried chicken and coconut cake always outweighed the interest in her stories! I wish now I had paid closer attention because now there is no one left to remember them!!
|The Mighty Mississippi (a fall picture)|