The Cemetary

We got out of the Mortuary a little after the hurse left.  The plan was to follow it up to Logan, well, no one got out fast enough.  We finally caught up the the hurse at the Light in North Logan, but we got stuck at the light and watched it go past.  Grandpa’s Spirit must have been behind that wheel.  He always drove fast.

My father dedicated the grave.  I am glad I was taking pictures.  I would have lost it when they played taps.

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