Remembrance

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Our oldest granddaughter went with my mother in law and I to Knoxville Cemetery's decoration this weekend. It will be up to them someday.

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  1. TexWisGirlMay 8, 2012 at 8:17 AM

    very nice.

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  2. Lois EvensenMay 8, 2012 at 8:44 AM

    Beautiful images with the morning sun.

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  3. KerinMay 8, 2012 at 10:51 AM

    It's nice that you are setting such a wonderful example for them.

    I think these younger generations are losing some of the respect for the older generations.... seems that they can't be bothered.

    I hope that one day, my grand (if I ever get any..LOL) will do the same for me :)

    Warm wishes...
    Kerin

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  4. PatsyMay 8, 2012 at 1:57 PM

    I went with my mother and she would tell me about the people she remembered, guess that is why I like to go to old cemetery's and look for family members.
    Now so many in my family are choosing cremation.

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  5. sharonssunlitmemoriesMay 8, 2012 at 2:50 PM

    The light and the flowers are lovely - very special photos. I find old cemetery's very peaceful too but like Patsy my family's tradition is for cremation so I have no graves to visit.

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  6. amy @ Life in Pink Hi-TopsMay 8, 2012 at 7:53 PM

    Very sweet.

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  7. PondsideMay 9, 2012 at 1:00 AM

    What a lovely tradition.
    I was happy to learn that my daughter and her fiance visited the family gravesite when they were on the mainland recently - I'd never have expected that they'd remember.

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  8. Far Side of FiftyMay 9, 2012 at 10:55 AM

    You can still have a headstone even if you choose cremation..and a small amount of your ashes can be buried. We will visit some of the graves just prior to Memorial Day..and then again a week later to rescue the flowers so the people that mow the cemeteries don't have to trim around them the rest of the summer:)

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  9. A Colorful WorldMay 9, 2012 at 9:44 PM

    Decoration is such an important southern tradition. I want my grandson to learn about it too. It's important to remember.

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