Our last cemetery was, surprisingly enough, just down one block on rue Anderson, from the Anderson house. It was fairly easy for us to find some of the Anderson burial plots, while a couple of others were a little more elusive. Elusive due to the fact that there had been some vandalism at the cemetery and a couple of Don's family's markers had been knocked/tipped over. He came prepared though.......he had a small mirror in his pocket that he was able to place under the leaning stones and read their carvings.
Once again I left him on his own for more thorough exploration. Those vicious Canadian mosquitoes, plus it was HOT, drove me back to sit in the car with all the windows open (even the back hatch window....first time ever!)
Next post..........The Adirondack's!
2 comments:
does Don do grave rubbings?
Looks like you had a wonderful summer trip too! Do you speak French? In my neck of the woods we call Canadian French "Fringlish"!
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