Day 566

Mount Hebron Cemetery

July 18th, 2013

I've already paid a pedestrian visit to my grandparents in this cemetery, but I had forgotten exactly where my great-grandfather was buried — until I unexpectedly spied him through this fence at the dead end of 138th Street! That's him on the far right of the row just on this side of the little road, the tall gray stone next to the even taller black one.

One Comment

  1. Lizzie T says:

    Awwwww… “Our life was beautiful.” :) Love it!

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