Finally after a few years of wanting to get here, I made it. We had no idea where to begin looking for the gravesite. Jim went one way and I went another. I headed towards what I thought was an older section, eventually Jim ended up in the section I was searching and the next thing I knew he was yelling for me to come, he had found it.
I was quite surprised to see that my grandfathers brother who had passed away as a young child had a headstone. My grandfathers mother Anna whose grave we were at had passed away 11 years after her young son had passed. I’m not sure I had ever heard how he died or maybe I didn’t hear because no one knew or just didn’t talk about it. Not sure if this was intended to be a family plot area, as my grandfathers sister and her husband are buried there as well. Anna’s husband my great-grandfather is buried down in Illinois.
We noticed the writing on the stones was hard to read so I took my toothbrush and scrubbed them. Had to get a new tooth brush at our next stop.