It seems there are so many people in this world, I wonder where they will all be buried. We have a lot of cemeteries in the city where I live but it seems like they are all filling up really fast. I was hoping that I was going to be able to find a plot for my dad after I looked at a monuments dealer in Essex County NJ for what kind of headstone I wanted to get for him. I was surprised that I did not have to get the headstone right away if I wanted to think about what I wanted on my dad’s stone. We didn’t ever talk about what he might want on his stone so I did not think of what it could be that would set it apart from every other stone in the cemetery. I had to go back after we buried him, when I had time to sit down and think. I sat and looked at old pictures of us, I wanted to look at every single picture and try to remember something that happened between us.
I wanted to remember what he taught me, and what we used to talk about. The pictures brought back such good memories we had. We would all sit by the fire growing up, in their back yard and and we would cook and eat. We would have a great time just talking and getting together, I will never forget the good times that we all had. We liked to get together and do things with our family, there were not a lot of us but we would still all get together even when we didn’t want to. It was something that we just did, we just saw each other every year for Memorial and Labor day.